『 15 | Goodbye? 』 ❝ I don't like saying goodbye, saying goodbye means going away and going away means forgetting. ❞
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"Grace, wait." I turn around to look at Gilbert. "You didn't say anything to me. You didn't even looked at me. Am I that horrible to look at?" I say disappointed. "No, you're not the horrible person. I'm the one that is leaving. I just," He leaves a big sigh. "I am going to miss you so much." "And that is a reason to ignore me?"
"Just let me speak. I can't live without you in my life. We are a team. But, I have to leave. I have to find myself." Tears form in my eyes. "I, i um, got you this." I take the envelope out of my pocket. "And this." I take another one, and give to him. "What is this?" He asks, looking at the envelopes.
"One is a poem about," I chuckle and wipe the tear that rolled over my face. "This one is about your father. The other one you can read when I'm gone." "Thank you." He looks at me with those beautiful eyes, that makes everyone's heart melt.
"What happened between us? Everything is so different now." "We grow older. Things change, life changes, and so do we." I let out a few sobs. "I don't want anything to change. It doesn't feel the same without you. I may have other people in my life, but they never make my life the same as you do."
"With you in my life I feel like everyone else around us isn't important. I know that, if you're here, you'll catch me if I fall. Who is going to catch me now?" He wipes away, some of my tears. "I will still catch you. But when I'm not here you have to not fall. I know that you can do it. We can send letters to each other, to know what is going on with the other."
"But-" "I actually have to go. Job needs me." He cuts me off. So this is it. I am never going to see him again. "Gilbert." I say, grabbing his hand. "Please come back." I hug him tightly, not wanting to let go. He hugs me back and puts his chin on my head. "Now I really need to go." He says, chuckling. "Of course. Good luck." I wave him goodbye, and watch how he walks out of my sight. Goodbye.
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Dear Gilbert,
If you read this letter then you know, that I'm a coward. Not telling you this in real life but letting you know through a letter. I just wanted to let you know that, I hope that this wasn't a goodbye. 'Cause, I don't like saying goodbye. Saying goodbye means going away, and going away means forgetting. And I'm sure that I will never forget you.
You are my anchor. I hold onto you, and you pull me up. I'm sorry about our fight. I never meant it to end up like that. All I wanted to do is help, like I always want to do. Please forgive me about everything I have done to you. And please forgive me for saying this not in person.
You have to know that I always be here for you. As a friend, or maybe something else. Like I said, I'm a coward and I can't tell you what is going on in my head. Even I can't tell myself what is going on. If I ever see you again, know that I will always love you. Now this letter is getting too cliche, and that isn't really my thing. I hope that you will ever see things in me that I see in you.
Love, Grace.
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"Grace!" I turn around and see Gilbert sprinting towards me. "What's wrong?" I ask. "I forgot to do something." With that he pushes his lips against mine. With one hand he strokes my cheek, and with the other hand, he holds my hand. He pulls back and looks me in the eyes. "I said that you had to open it when I was gone." I say, blushing to the ground. "I did."
