(REWRITING IN PROCESS)
Reiner grips my hands a little tighter. "I...I like you. A lot," he stammers. "You're on my mind all the time." He looks down at his lap, shaking his head before looking up at me again. "I know it sounds crazy, but... I think...
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Present: Age 22
I twist and turn for what seems like hours. I rotate every few minutes, switching positions to my side, back, or stomach before I eventually give up on trying to sleep. I stare up at the ceiling for a few moments before letting out an aggravated sigh.
Sitting up in the bed, I stretch my arm out as I blindly search in the dark for the light switch. A small soft glow illuminates from the table light when I finally click on the switch.
My eyes automatically flicker to Reiner's journal. It's a mental back and forth trying to decide what to do with it. I don't know if I'm ready to read it yet, but if I keep putting it off I'll never be ready.
I grab the journal with shaky hands and place it in my lap. Closing my eyes, I take in a deep breath and release it before opening my eyes and flipping to a random page.
May 12th Blair,
I still dream about our first kiss, it's a calm moment of happiness before I wake and realize you're not here with me. I wish I could just see you one more time, to explain everything. But I can't. And you know what hurts the most? I don't even know if you're alive. The last time I saw you, I left you broken. I'm so sorry.
Love, Reiner
February 8th Blair,
I told my mom about you after she forced me to go to the doctor. She swore something was wrong with me since I was so down and not my usual self. My diagnosis? A broken heart. No known cure.
Love, Reiner
August 1st Blair,
It's my birthday, but it doesn't matter since you're not here with me. What's the point of celebrating if my one wish won't come true? I wish we could have found each other in a different time. Then maybe we would still be together.
