This is a very fast write for me. It may be a bit choppy. It is very personal, but based in fiction.

There was a silence, one they only shared with each other. Their eyes would meet and suddenly the world was still. It was never uncomfortable or prolonged in fear. No, it was steady, real, and grounding. Comforting. Most of all, it was worth the wait.

She had been separated from Ronan ever since her mother had found them together.

Ronan had blonde, long hair, brown eyes and a beautiful heart. That last bit was most important to Vivian. Vivian was short, thin and full of energy. Most importantly, she had a kind soul. They complimented each other, as if they were twin flames.

Their love was deep. But Vivian was controlled by her mother. She, at the point of being outed by her mother, was an adult. Their family relationship was anything but comfortable. Her mother was controlling and manipulative, to the point were Vivian was under so much pressure to conform to her mothers will, that she couldn’t shield herself from her mother.

The day she found them, they were at a pride event. Her mother scorned her infront of everyone at the event, took her arm and dragged her out of the building. Vivian, sobbing, tried to take her grip away but was too weak from fear.

She looked back with in the shocked crowd before the doors closed to see Ronan. Vivian’s eyes said something so intimate, despearing and dreadful that only Ronan could read them.

I will never forget you… until we meet again.