I fell asleep on Faith on the way home. My eyes were so tired from crying. My dad woke me up when we were about 1 minute from the house. I'm assuming that Faith is spending the night at my house because she has a bag in her hand. She's been going through a hard time as well. Her great grandfather died a few days ago. I met him once and let me tell you, Henry Stwage was such a sweet man.
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"Would you ladies like some lemon-aid?", Henry asked. "Grandma's old recipe, gosh Faith, I miss her so much. I know she wouldn't want me to be sad. She would want me to smile as bright as the sun".
"We would love some Gramps, I love you" Faith said.
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And to think that was only 2 months ago. Since that day I had always wanted someone to love me that way. When I met Bryce, that's what I got. It all happened so fast. Bryce came and we fell in love. Only 4 hours away. We saw each other occasionally. He was everything to me. He practices boxing, he's a football and soccer player. He runs track. His eyes are brown and he has a toned body and a gorgeous tan. His hair flows and is a beautiful brown. His love for me seemed to grow everyday. Even the days we were apart, I still felt so damn close. Until the end.
Maybe it's not the end though. Bryce said that in a year or two we will get back together. However a part of me doesn't believe him. Maybe he does love me a lot and maybe he will attempt to get back together, which I want. But, what if it's too late..
