Aurora Magazine 2020

Aurora to see the show. I may have hissed when I entered the sunlight. My head was pounding with a hangover, but it was really the fact that I hadn’t seen the sun in weeks that was melting my retinas. My parents picked me up and drove to the art building. It seemed a bit silly. I had been walking all over this campus in the cold, rain, snow, and general midwestern weather shit-show for months now, but today I had an escort to a building. We walked through the door and my heart made everything move in slow motion. Time stood still. It was a romantic comedy off to its low budget start. Fifty feet away I saw the green of his eyes. His hair with its half curls lay in perfect strands around his shoulders. A green military jacket was slightly too big for his extremely skinny frame. He had a smile that instantly met mine. My breath cut off and then I did the only sane thing I could think of; I walked back out of the building. “What are you doing?” My dad stopped me as I walked out. My grandmother was slowing them down which for once I was grateful for; they didn’t see whatever blissful chaos had just erupted into my heart.

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