Graciela
439 Words
Dear Journal,
Five years have gone by … you think I’d be over this mess by now but … I still miss Greg. I can’t believe it, but I do still miss him.
I was ten when he moved away … and every Valentine’s Day, all the memories I tried so hard to forget for the other 364 days outta the year … flood back in my mind. Maybe it’s cuz I keep hold of that Valentine’s card he made me before his departure. A heart cut out of red construction paper reading: “Roses are red, violets are blue, this heart is pretty just like you.” In return, I gave him some innocent yet longwinded letter … that could’ve been simplified with just an “I like you” which I’m not even sure I got to the point of saying honestly … but because I knew my parents were gonna have me read it to them … I basically beat around the bush.
He was someone special though. My parents loved him … my sister thought of him as a little brother … although I’ll admit … it took a while to come to that realization. I thought she was tryna steal him from me! It’s funny now that I think about it. To think of all that we had been through together … we have a lot of history. After all, we have known each other since before we could walk. Before we could even crawl!
Our parents were the best of friends so when we came into the world, it was destined that we be joined at the hip. He was my best friend. Well, him and Marie Kyle. We met her in Kindergarten. I think that’s when I started to fall for him. When we got a little older and people saw how close we were, they used to call us the Boy Meets World of Jupitervale. Everybody always compared Greg and me to Cory and Topanga. They said we’d end up getting married. I wondered so myself but … since he decided to move away … we’ll never know, now will we? We’d probably be dating right now had he just stayed put and I would’n’t’ve cried myself to sleep for so many weeks!
But honestly, it’s not even the fact of him leaving that left me broken-hearted. It’s that he left without saying goodbye.
Graciela
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