We talked some more but not much. Most of our conversations were just asking how the final exams went. I ruined it. Why would I ruin it? She could've been mine and I could've been hers. We might have actually been happy together. But now it was too late. It was fifteen YEARS later. I couldn't imagine how different everyone was. How different SHE was. I guessed I would find out soon, as I was going to a reunion.
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I arrived at the reunion and found some of my old buddies. Then she walked in. Abigail walked over to the snack bar. I headed over there and joined her. We were silent for a moment and then I spoke. "Abigail, I know this is stupid, but when I told you I didn't like you as those years ago I was lying and I don't know why now, I didn't know why then, and I probably never will. And you probably forgot about this but I just found our conversation on my old phone in my old drawer. Anyway, could you forgive me?" I felt stupid because so much time had passed since.
"No." She replied. I was puzzled by this response.
"Why? I asked.
"Because... Because I didn't forget. Because I always remembered that. And I know this sounds stupid... but because I still love you."
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Texts To The One I Loved
Short StoryI wanted to write a story from a guy's point of view, and I figured I'd start with something easy. This book is fiction, so don't think this based off of my life or that I based this off my friends life or asked a guy friend to "spill the beans." Th...
