It was that moment. That dreaded moment. It was time to say good-bye to every person and every aspect of life I had ever known. I was about to get on a plane, and fly a thousand miles away to begin my college life. I was at the security check-point, the point at which no one without a ticket can pass through. It was the final good-bye.
Every thread in my body was weak, and
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the eye, and express with every thread in my body how much I loved him. This became the most influential hour in my life because of the feelings I experienced during it. Because of the regret I felt towards people I cared about and loved. All of the build-up of that day, that good-bye, that final walk away, and the worst part was that I forgot to tell them how I really felt about them.