Tom and you had broken up a few weeks ago for absolutely no reason at all. You’ve tried to talk to him, but he constantly snapped at you, not even knowing why it happened himself.

You’ve told him that he could visit you because you’d fly back to your home country. He didn’t even replied.

But as the day came that you’d go, he suddenly changed his mind, knowing how damn much he missed you and having a relationship with you.

He went to your house, but you weren’t there anymore, so he raced to the airport with his car. Tom checked your ticket and the screen, noticing that your flight was now. He rushed to the windows, seeing your flight taking off in the sunset. His eyes filled with tears, his head dropping against the window.

He drove home again, tears streaming down his face. But as soon as he opened the front door, you stood there. He stared at you with wide eyes and a dropped jaw before flying into your arms, breaking down completely.