Wes was finally returning back home today. My heart has been pounding all morning and I can't remember the last time my nerves have been this out of control.
It has been two years; twenty-four long, hard months straight since I have last seen Wes.
I wonder what thoughts are going to be running through his mind when he sees me, after not having seen me for two years. Alot can happen over a two year period. Will I still be his older sister's best friend or will he finally see me the way I have been looking at him for the past six years?
Is finally now? Or will finally never happen for me?
