There was such a weariness in the eyes of Adam as he stood at the edge of the waters and watched me play around inside the river.
Yes. I had taken him up on his offer, and had decided to pay a visit to the beautiful stream which was damn cold but cool to swim in.
I watched him rake his hands across his hair and sighed, wondering what exactly was the problem now. Did he remember something bad?
"Are you okay?" I asked him, stopping my motions with the water I'm becoming addicted to.
"Yeah. It's nothing." He replied, fixing a fake smile on his face. But his eyes remained the same.
Sad. Tired. Was the workload or expectations on him heavy? Or was it because I was leaving?
I wasn't sure of the answer, and I didn't want to trouble myself with those either. Time tells all things. Besides, he would tell me if he wanted to.
