PROLOGUE
210 Words
“ If I hadn't called, would you have told me you were moving to Europe?”
“ Nope”
“ I figured”
“You’re not coming back? Ever?”
“ No idea”
“ How long have you known?”
“ I literally already told”
“Right, of course. Well, that's my cue”
I wish I could say that was the last time I texted Leon, but I can’t, because then
my pathetic self would be lying.
In case you’re wondering who Leon is, well, we all call them different things,
some call them exes, some call them first loves, some call them ‘the one who got
away’ and some call them soulmates.
Leon was all those things to me, except for the one who got away part, no, he is
not the one who got away.
I texted him more than half a doxen times after this text, and as you can imagine
texts between exes, it always ended in fights, usually with me crying myself to
sleep and Leon doing whatever it is that boys do.
Like every story, there is a beginning. Mine and Leon’s doesn’t begin here.
Forgive my manners, my name is Chrissa but you can call me Chris everybody
does.
- Writer
