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I hope the sun shines and its a beautiful day and something reminds you, you wish you had stayed. we can plan on a change in weather and time, but i never planned on the change in your mind. </3

Wow. She just basically told me her life story in a midst of 30 seconds. She was crying and I knew this was hard for her. I could feel it. I leaned in towards her until our cheeks grazed and hugged her. I held her tight hoping somehow that would help and make somewhat of a difference.
 
"Do you wanna go inside?" I whispered in her ear
 
She pulled away from the hug and back into her seat, "Yes. Let's go."
 
She undid her seatbelt and opened her door. I did the same. The air around this place was so fresh, so new. Almost as if no one has been here for a long period of time. I ran to catch up to her side.
 
" When your dad said you were going to meet your mom in here, what did he mean?" I asked her kind of scared of the answer.
 
"Your guess is as good as mine. I have no clue." She answered without breaking her gaze from the tiny wooden cottage.
 
We approached the door and I could feel her getting antsy next to me. She started moving her hands in this weird way as if to try and distract herself from the obvious confusion she felt.
 
We got to the door and with an unsteady hand, she put the key in the hole and swung the door open.
 
The cool air hit us instantly as Kylie stepped in catiously. I followed her lead stepping in the house. It was so old......everything was still here like it hadn't been touched in forever but it looked old. Worn out.
 
Kylie made her way over to a cabinet/dresser in what I would assume to be the living room. She found a letter and began to read it.
 
The look on her face almost broke my heart. She looked she torn, confused, and shattered. I just couldn't believe that she actually brought me here. I was, in a way, honored. She obviously trusted me. And that meant a lot to me.
 
She read and read and when she was finished she looked up at me as a single tear rolled down her cheek.
 
That tear meant everything. She let me in to her life. And yes it is flawed but everybody's is. So now I was going to let her right into my flawed life so we could be flawed together.