An at the airport, hiding behind a pillar. Supposed to meet my ex who's returning from his short trip to Europe. He has something of mine, that special teddy bear my gave me, which he inadvertently took with him by mistake.
Why am I hiding? Why do I look around and feel so afraid? I'm not supposed to be here. Maybe someone else is here right now. My mind is afraid of the "surpriser being the (unpleasantly) surprised". How ridiculous am I being here? How ridiculous am I still keeping up the charade of greeting the best friend at the airport when I feel I've been rejected to the side in my ex's life?
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