![]() Then he did something that I will never forget. I wanted to laugh with him, I wanted him to live. I wanted him to forgive me, I wanted him to stay. That night I went up to the hospital to see him. ![]() There would be no more going to restaurants together and spitting spit wads at the waitresses, no more shoulder to cry on and no one to tell my deepest darkest secrets to, no one to call in the middle of the night to just talk because I couldn't sleep, and no one to talk about our future plans together when we get married and are rich and have one baby boy. I loved him too much and we had a future together. One day I got a call from Keith's mom saying that he was hit by a drunk driver and was in critical condition. I prayed everyday for the lord to bring us back together because I know we were meant to be. This went on for about 2 months not talking and I missed him with all my heart. I felt terrible but I could understand why he wasn't talking to me. I betrayed his trust and lied to him about something really important to him. There was always a great passion inside me for him that nothing could take away.Ī couple years later, when I was a sophomore and Keith was a junior, something bad happened. And the greatest thing was, we alwayshad those hidden feelings for each other no matter if one of us had another significant other or not. But, with my luck, another girl came along and screwed it up.ĭon't think that we didn't talk after that. Soon we went on a "date" and really started liking each other alot. I told him everything about me, and he told me everything about himself. Sometimes I wouldn't realize what time it was and get off around 4 in the morning. Starting that day we talked endlessly on the phone. ![]() Kristen introduced us and right away we hit it off. On the first day of school I was so anxious to meet him. But I just knew.Įventually I made it to seventh grade. Kind of a strange thing for me to be thinking, considering I had never once in my life have spoken one word to him. Every time I would go to her house, I would sit on her bed admiring his dark gaze and knowing deep down in my heart that he was the man of my dreams and the only guy in the world that would ever be perfect for me. My best friend at the time, Kristen, had pictures of him everywhere. ![]() When I was in sixth grade I had the biggest crush on him although I'd never met him. I remember his dark, mysterious eyes and his wild, yet so perfect, hair.
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