Prologue
We've been best friends since pre-school.
It all started when he stapled a piece and paper on my forehead and almost chopped off my hair with a pair of scissors. I couldn't forget his name after that.
His name was Tate Rivers.
Even though he'd done wrong to me I still counted him as my best friend because I had no friends. Since pre-school we had teacher together. Then we had the same bus. You could say that our friendship went far.
Everything I do, he does. Everything he does I do. And during our time together my interest for him went to me liking him more than a friend.
One day I was planning on asking him out. Having lunch with him everyday made it easy
and difficult to ask him since I developed a crush on him. I've been planning on to ask him for a while but never had the guts to try, but I sucked up my frightening thoughts.
He was sweet, caring, kind, smart, cute and lovable. Most of the guys at my school are total opposite. Meeting Tate was very lucky.
When the time was right I asked him. Well, more like wimped out. The next day I woke up with the goal that I will ask him. I biked over to his house since he lived a couple blocks from me. By the time I arrived at his house butterflies were in my stomach. Asking out a guy was new to me. But all those butterflies went away when I saw a U-Haul truck parked in his driveway. I was confused. Two men came out of the truck. I asked them what happened to the Rivers but all they said was that they moved last night.
Of course I didn't believe it. Tate wouldn't leave without telling me or without saying goodbye.
But that was when I was in elementary school. Now I'm a high school junior. I kept on believing that Tate never left. But after spending fifth grade, middle school, and half of high school without him, I accepted that he's gone.
Tate Rivers.
A poisonous name to my heart. The reasons of my problems. The reason why my heart was broken. The reason why I cried at night. The reason why I decided to let him go.
Goodbye Tate Rivers.
You never knew that I loved you.
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