He told me he loved me. And I believed him. I can't believe I'm still thinking about something that happened a year ago. The irony of it is that I dumped HIM. I blamed everything on him. I told him it was his fault every time I left. I made excuses every time I got bored. Looking back I dont think I ever really noticed him. He was my escape, a mere distraction, a vacation even, from the life I had at home. He helped me forget the things that have scarred my brain for too long. See it never really was about him. I wish I could tell him, I wish he could see how far I've come. I've thought about this for so long, I've examined every detail of his face, his body, his movements, like the way he blushes slightly when a teacher compliments him, or the way he holds his head when he's reading. I've paid attention. I know I'm ready now. It's time to tell him what I have avoided telling him my whole life. I love Tommy Parkers.
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When All Our Souls Fell Apart
Novela JuvenilIt was June 14, 2013 at exactly 2:56 in the morning when she said it. When she told me those three words that as humans, we just simply cannot understand, the three words that seem to mean so much but always end up meaning nothing at all. I was so n...
