We walk to my door.

“I had a really nice time.”

An awkward silence

I look up at him, waiting.

Then, he leans in for a kiss....

I lace up my shoes, dreading what comes next. I know she is watching me, wondering what I’m going to do. And as much as I hate it, I know that it must be done. I hear a small whimper, and my heart breaks. “I’m sorry, but you know I have to go.” She is silent, but I can feel her anxiety from across the room. I glance over, but I avoid looking into her brown eyes, because I know that it will make it...

I walk along the street parallel to the border wall that surrounds our city. The city maintenance crew is hard at work, trying to clean up another rebel’s graffiti from the night before. The city has increased security around the wall significantly, but somehow, someone always finds an opening to add some colorful artwork to the wall.

As silly as it seems, the best part of my day is walking past...