My secret promise
It was another typical mourning, another day without Luis.. And I was feeling all depressed and sad again. I miss him so much, tears, one by one, slid down my face. Luanne, tried to cheer me up, nothing could get me out of my grumpiness. Going, to the corner where we hang out in the mournings. I just, get even more depressed, and I start to talk about Luis. Luanne, listens with patience. My eyes drift from her , and to a familiar face. "Luis..." I whisper, under my breath. "It can't be.." I think. "It's only a dream..". But, he was walking towards me, and he smile. Without thinking, I run towards him, and hug him. I can feel him.. I'm touching him.. He's real. Happiness fills me, but.. He's struggling to breath. I let go.. And realize. I hugged him too tight. "I thought u moved!" I ask. "No." He says, and smiles. "See you" he says. "Bye!" I say excitedly, I wave bye to him. Why, didn't I trust my heart that he would come back. Emotions of happiness, flooded me. And I have God to thank for this. He heard my pray and answered it. I make a promise right now. Not to cry anymore. For Luis. My secret promise within my heart.Doubt
I'm still in doubt that he was even there. when I went to spanish class. I saw Luis in front of me. As I kept walking. I expected him to brush me, or something. But.. I felt nothing. When I looked up again.. He was gone.. Like a ghost. Was he just a figure of my imagination. I'm still in doubt.Apologize
I ran into Luis after fourth period, as we walked together, I introduced him to Luanne, my BF, who sits at our lunch table now. When Luanne left, we casually talked comfortably and the I got ahead of him a little bit, "Navin" he says, my name. I look and Luis is right next to me. "Yeah" I say, looking at him curiously. Suddenly.....he puts his arm around me... And pulls me close to him. My heart stops.. and shock comes over me. "I heard that u cried on Tuesday" he says, gently. "I'm sorry" he whispers. I just smile, and smile and say "I'm happy your back". He takes his arm off me. And says "you, don't have to cry anymore". And leaves for his class.. He leaves me standing there, awe stuck. How can he be so kind? I think, looking after him. I look down, and realize, I still like him a lot.Answered pray
Luis doesn't want to go back to Honduras, his mom doesn't want to either. The only one who wants to is his brother. He was going to move, over the break. But, something, stopped them from going. They went to the airport and all. And they were fixing to leave.. And I guess that's when the fate of my pray stepped in. And they didn't get to go. And I got what I wanted.. That Luis would stay. Now, that I think about it.. It was selfish of me. And I feel bad, and now I have a regret like I'm holding him back from life. And I should let him go, but I don't want to. He's the first person, to really understand who I am. How am I suppose to let go? And how long will my request from The Lord, keep Luis.. In America.. How long until he has to go.. Even to him.. That's a unanswered question. For now, I need to prepare my heart.. for the day.. I have to let go of him forever and say goodbye for real.Lunch
I love my BF. But, sometimes I can get a little crazy. Talkative and loud. Luanne stole my phone and took pics of me, which annoyed me a lot. And also annoyed me about the fact "I should eat at lunch". She even asked Luis "to convince me to eat". Surprisingly, he asked "why don't u eat?" He asks, concerned. "Just because" I say, a little bit surprised, that he even cared. "That's not an answer" he remarks , I hear a challenge in his voice. "I'm not hungry, I don't want to eat". I protest. He looks into my eyes suspiciously, "I don't believe you". And he just leaves it there, not noticing my stomach letting out a low and deep, growling sound.After school
I saw him, as he went to the buses, and he was walking with another girl. My heart sinks, but I'm happy again. When I see, him look up at me, and smile and give me a little wave. I wave back to, and secretly think "I wish I was the one beside him". Sighing, I just leave to go to my bus. Happy in the fact, that I would see Luis tomorrow. Maybe in the mourning sometime.