This

This is what I expected at all. She was supposed to be visiting her grandmother in the city today. That's the main reason why I decided to visit the town on this particular day of the year. 3 years is a long time, surely enough to change people. I guess that's clearly not what happened here. "I told you not to wait for me. Nothing good will come out of it". Like her whole body had sensors all over her. She perked up at the sound of my voice. "You did come back though"

Her pov—

By sheer luck he showed up Right when I was about to give up on waiting. He must've chosen this day to avoid me. Alas the day he left 3 years ago, for the city. My grandma decided she too couldn't bear to see me anymore. I wish she had left for a place she could come back from. At least he was back, even if it's only for a moment. Mentally I had prepared myself to hear all about quitting this stubbornness of mine instead he stood there, his head hung low. I got up from the swing to try and catch a glimpse of his face. Is he crying? Did I really go overboard? I didn't expect to hurt him this much...

"You don't have to cry, I'll go. I won't bother you anymore" That's what I had been planning to do all this while. I was hoping to not come here as often as I did. Somehow every inconvenience triggered my feet to take me here, to wait for him. That's what I did the best. Whenever my house got too quiet I'd be louder around him. Whenever I couldn't be alone with my thoughts I pestered him with them instead. I knew he never really paid attention. Partly why I told him to begin with. I bet he doesn't know that 23rd June, today is my birthday.

"Who do you think you are!? You didn't ask me before making my life hellish, and you're leaving me a mess on your own too. Who gave you that permission? Take responsibility" Huh? For a moment I looked at him blankly. His eyes were leaky and nose runny just like the day I first saw him. He reminded me so much of the bear my mum had left for me. "Bear" I pointed to his face. He chuckled through his tears. Had I ever heard him laugh? I thought only the thought of leaving this town made him somewhat happy. "What responsibility do you want me to take? I told you. You never really pushed me so I came back again and again. Now I can go right?" In my head this seemed much easier. Seeing his eyes glare at me again almost weakened my resolve. The longer I wait the harder it will be for him. Even if I'll be here forever he doesn't have to suffer for my selfishness.

"Fine. You can go. Not before tomorrow though. It may seem ridiculous to you but can you stay here till the sunrise? Bear with me. Just this once." I wouldn't be me if I said no to that. I spent most my youth waiting for him after all. It felt silly to be two adults sitting on swings , staring at nothing. Since he wasn't a talker I decided to talk. This time a bit more honestly. When I revealed that today is actually my birthday I swear his eyes almost popped out of the sockets. In all fairness I never told Anyone about this. Because in my family we never "celebrated" anything other than my mother's death anniversary. That was another thing that almost made him tackle me for hiding. He asked why I lied so much especially to him. What was I supposed to tell him anyways?