Halfway out the door I froze, as a sudden, sharp fear came over me, momentarily convincing me I’d never see you again.
I looked back at you, still on your laptop, finishing your homework, and wondered if I ought to say something. But what? I love you? You’re in my heart always? It’s ridiculous, it’s overwrought.
So I said bye, you grunted, and I left, still reassuring myself everything was fine, you’d be fine, and that you’d be waiting when I got home from work.
I wonder what happened with that. I hope you’re okay.
I never made it home…