Justin searched for one special padlock among hundreds fastened to the bridge. It should have been right near the top. They’d placed it there and thrown the key into the river only yesterday morning. And yesterday evening he’d caught her with an Australian boy at the hostel.
He finally found it, with Justin Loves Julia written on it in black marker inside a heart. Justin spit on the words and tried to rub them out. He scratched at them with his keys. He found a loose cobble and bashed the lock as hard as he could.
Justin sat down and cried.
Aww. Young love isn’t always permanent…until it’s not. Good story.
Good rendering of a love lost to another. Liked it.