Chapter 1


by: sinned
Not a true story

Yesterday, I told the girl I've been in love with for ten years that I love her.

Now, before I cut to the chase, how about some back-story? We met when we were eleven years old, on the first day of 6th grade. We sat beside each other in homeroom, and started talking to each other. It didn't take long for us to become close friends.

We stuck together all throughout middle school and high school. We even went to prom together. Well, as friends of course, but we would always have a sly smile when saying it.

You know, it's pretty strange to reflect on your time in middle school. You feel that the friends you had then, you will have forever. You become really invested in that idea. It's odd, we both went through some relationships and breakups, and we were always there for each other when they happened. We would talk to each other on the couch, or at the swings on the park. I feel as if we both sort of knew we would end up being together, as more than just friends.

And every once in awhile, we would always share with each other a similar look. And I think I knew what that meant. I don't know why I didn't tell her I loved her sooner, honestly. Us being a couple sort of seemed certain to everyone, including us.

It got a bit harder recently. We both went to different universities, but we were still able to talk to each other via the internet. We would go to each others campuses whenever we had the chance. And once a month, when we came home, we'd spend the entire day together. Just chatting and having fun.

It's pretty unique having a best friend that you've sort of grown up with. They become essential to who you are. It's the little memories that you guys will always remember, such as snowball fights, and sitting on top of the roof in the middle of the night. It's hard to imagine life without it.

Anyways, back to yesterday. Yesterday was a pretty formal event, so I got myself all dressed up and stuff. I drove my car to the parking lot and walked to the building. I looked around the room to find her, and there she was. There was a crowd of people around her, mostly relatives I think. I made my way across the room, and fairly soon, I was able to be alone with her. Just me and her.

I walked up and just looked at her. Neither of us said anything for awhile. Then, I leaned towards her, and whispered, "I love you".

And with that, I turned away from her casket. I walked outside the building, towards my car, and left. I drove myself to the park. This was the park where we would hang out and talk to each other often. I walked over to the swings where we always talked, and I sat in the swing I always sat in. I looked at the swing next to me, the one she would be sitting in.

And I cried.

I cried harder than I ever have in my entire life. It was probably the hardest I ever will cry. It was an uncontrollable sob. She was gone, forever.

Now, go find the person you love and tell them you love them. If you wait too long, like I did, you will be left with a saddening experience.


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