Mia was furious.
I couldn't simply reschedule my shoot.
I need to see you.
I ran for the taxi as fast as I could,
everyone glancing at me as if I were a
mad man.
Maybe I was.
Don't leave before I arrive.
Don't leave before I arrive.
Don't leave before I arrive.
I burst through the plastic doors
and there you were,
so effortlessly beautiful in your knotted hair,
sweatpants and a casted leg.
How could anyone be so perfect?
Your eyes did this weird misty emotion
and my heart tinged with everything,
and in the sea of masked uniforms
and tired backs,
it felt okay.
because I'll always be there.
And maybe, so would you.