She sits and stares out the window. Her smile is nowhere to be found, for it is buried and hidden underneath her bruise. Her aunt finally has her little girl. She may not be her mother, but she didn't deserve to be a mother in the first place.
She sits and waits for him, but it seems like he has given up. She closes her eyes to keep the tears from coming. "Why aren't you coming for me? You said you'd love me forever." she thought, wishing he could hear what she's thinking. "I wish I never left you. I wish I could run back to you. I wish I could start all over again." Suddenly, her eyes opened, her heart lit up, and her smile appeared. "He's not coming for me, because he is waiting. He's waiting for me to make a decision. He wants to be with me." She stood up, and walked towards the door.
Her aunt runs behind her, not willing to let her go. "If you walk out that door, you can't come back." said her aunt. She turns around and faces her aunt. Her aunt had no trace of emotion on her face. She looked cold, like always. "Then goodbye." she said to her aunt and looked at her for the last time. This wasn't her forever. She opened the door and left.
She ran. It felt like forever, but finally, she arrived at the front door. She didn't even have to knock. The door opened, and there he stood. His eyes were drowning in tears, and it seemed like hope had left him. As he looked into her eyes, he knew that she had come back to him. She stood there, and she knew she didn't have to say a word. She ran to him and held him. She held on to him with all her soul. She could go on like that forever, and so could he.
Forever can be different things. It can be fast, and it can be slow. It is is based on what you want it to be. It can be a good thing and a bad thing, and for her, he was her forever, and that was always good enough.