His life was lived and mine continued on without him. High school was fun and games. I an emotional wreck. I haven't seen or heard from Antony since prom. He never went to band practice and continued to spend time with his girlfriend. I recall the last time I saw Antony. It was on stage at graduation as he got handed his diploma. He smiled the way he used to smile at me. Waving 'hi' to Maria in the back row of the crowd of graduates. As for I sat in the front. And possibly for a second, only a quick second. I think he might of looked at me.
But it's only unknown, like the love I have for him.
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Just Friends
Short StoryShe was his heart and he was her soul His touch was fire and hers was ice Deepened in love //if only they knew//
