Between Goodbye And Forever

The night was quiet, yet her heart was anything but. Losh sat by the window, staring at the empty street below, where the dim glow of streetlights flickered against the cold pavement. It had been months—long, unbearable months—since she had last seen him. Yet, in the silence of her room, his presence lingered. The scent of his cologne, the warmth of his embrace, the way his fingers used to trace circles on her skin—memories that refused to fade.

She lifted her hand, her fingers running gently over the ink on her skin. His face was still there, forever etched on her hand, just as his name was engraved over her heart. A promise, a wound, a truth she could never erase.

She closed her eyes, letting herself slip back into the past—the night it all began, the night he called her out for the first time. December 28, 2023. A night that changed everything.

Back then, she never could have imagined the depth of love she would come to know, nor the pain that would follow. But if she had to live it all over again, she wouldn’t change a thing. Because loving him, even in his absence, was the only thing that still felt real.

She exhaled slowly, her breath fogging up the glass. “I’ll wait for you,” she whispered into the night, a promise only the stars could hear.

Because no matter how much time passed, there would never be anyone else.