Have Summer - We-ll Always

I turned back. “Leo.”

I didn’t have an answer. I only knew that I was tired of arriving and leaving. I was tired of packing a version of myself into a suitcase. I was tired of loving him in the conditional tense. We-ll Always Have Summer

And there it was. The three words that aren’t those three words, but might as well be a knife. I turned back

“I’m always thinking it.”

“Then let’s not waste this,” he said. ” he said.