Jack

“𝐈 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐚 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐤 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐲.”

-𝐅𝐲𝐨𝐝𝐨𝐫 𝐃𝐨𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐞𝐯𝐬𝐤𝐲, 𝐖𝐡𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐍𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬

I still remember the moment I looked back and stared as you walked away that December night.

It had been 3am. Neither of us wanted to part, but our flights were in a few hours. You had told me go first. You didn’t want me to see you leave. But I did pause by the stairs and I did turn around and I did watch you leave. And I will never forget the sight of your back walking back down the street.