EIGHT YEARS AGO
He was like my brother. But now... he's leaving. Probably I won't see him again. Why? Because of football.
I was thinking about our moments, when we were watching that incredible sunshines in Portugal. I know him since I was a little child. I always secretly followed him when he went shopping in our shop for groceries. He knew it. That I admire and fancy him. But I was one of hundred girls, he was an idol, well... he still is. And then, in school, he had to sit next to me in our classes so we started to talk. A lot. He was a friend, who everybody needs. Protective wall, which always stand and protect you from everything and everyone.
Everyone knew about his talent. And everything what he wanted to do was football. He was playing for some clubs until a boy scout notiec him. Immediately gave him the offer of engagement, or just a test, playing for an English team. And he and his parents took a chance and went to England.
Well, it's really beautiful, that he can play football as his job. I wish him all the best... but. He never said that last 'bye'. Never. He never texted me back or just left a message. I was angry with him.
PRESENT
Now, when I turn behind this memory, I can still get rid of that feeling. Empty feeling. He was my other half, but he probably didn't feel it the same way. He's happy now and I am still worrying about him. And, I don't think that I will stop. Consciousness, that he doesn't miss me is painful but true. Unfornately.
"Darse prisa, Diana. Your flight is lifting off!" exclaimed my grandmum. She was at the airport for the first time so she was really confused.
"Grannie, calm down. My plane leaves in an hour," I explained situation. She sighed.
"I am sorry, my beautiful Di."
My first travel by plane. My first trip away from Portugal. I am going to Englang. After his leaving I was studying hard English language, for my trip to Englang. Because of him? Maybe. Longing for him never disappeared. Although betray me. Okay, he didn't. But he never sent letters or didn't call. He's doing well. He's rich, famous and has everything, what human needs. I just barely saved up for a plane ticket and accommodation. Life is sometimes unfair, and you can't do nothing about it.
Travel by the plane was so exciting. Seeing our land and ocean from such a height ... beautiful! In London, I had already secured a job, and stay there for about a year. My country was gone.And I hoped that, as well as nostalgia goes after him. But I was wrong. Cristiano Ronaldo will remain in my heart forever.
