Nick
On Tuesday, I couldn’t focus on training at all. When I played football, I always put maximum effort into the game, and everything else took a backseat to the most important thing in my life, but today, my mind was wandering. It kept wandering back to Hailey. I flashed on her face, the way she looked when she laughed at something funny I said or how she talked about something she loved. Her eyes, the color of spring leaves and her long, blond hair that hung over her shoulders when she casually flipped it back.
It hadn’t been very long that we had spent time together, but it felt like I could recall every little detail about her as if I had known her my whole life.
But that wasn’t accurate, was it? I had known her a long time, but never the way I knew her now. Everything that had ha
