The next few days were blissful, we couldn't get enough of each other. However, with summer ending and school beginning, I began to worry. Worry about what my friends would think of him, he wasn't the type of guy they'd like. They had make fun of him before.
So like any 15 year old, who is worried about what her friends would think, I cut off communications with him; I didn't want my friends to make fun of me!! I stopped taking his calls, didn't read the letters he'd given me. I cut him off completely.
Days turned to weeks, weeks to months, and months to years.
For the next few years, I heard his name mentioned here and there. That voice in my head would always whisper his name, he was always on my mind, even when I wasn't even aware of it! Everything reminded me of him, everywhere I looked, everything I saw, I saw him.
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