Because my car broke down 20 miles from the airport, and because you were stranded at the gas station with a wrinkled airplane ticket in your hand.
...Because my tire gave out.
...Because your brother abandoned you there.
Because I'd forgotten to go to the shop the day before.
Because you didn't understand why your brother was driving so slowly.
Because I was loaded down with work meetings.
Because you never really understood anything about your brother.
Because the previous night I'd spent four hours on the phone and I missed the meeting that was supposed to happen then.
Because you'd really only known your brother since his dad married your mom, and then again you'd never really known him anyway.
Because my friend had called in a panic.
Because there'd been a rough breakup about three months previously and you didn't really want to talk to your new sibling. Hell, you didn't want to talk to anyone.
Because her boyfriend had cheated on her and she didn't know what to do and frankly I didn't either but you know, I talked, and the time sort of ate itself away.
Because you thought your parents would always love each other. They said that they'd always love each other. And you believed them.
Because I didn't want to lose her.
Because you'd never been hurt.
Because I'd been hurt before.
...Because everything mattered. Every misstep and every falter.
Because of everything, our story has a beginning.
-Kat
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