this morning #2043.

this morning, up the stairs he went, the anticipation slowly building as he ascended. not entirely on the up & up but he wasn’t considering that. he pictured how she was going to react to the sight of him standing there before her. surprise. tears mixed with beauty mixed with a smile. it’d been a while since they’d seen each other face to face. just over a year since she told him she needed some space. that space ultimately grew into a chasm too broad to cross & then she casually cut him off. didn’t give him a chance to fight for her, leaving him to fight himself. now he’d shown up at her building. figured that enough time had passed. he knocked on her door. stepped back. felt like he was going to puke as the door unlatched.