date: 2/5
jay asked if you were my boyfriend today:
“was he your boyfriend?”
“who?” i asked.
“jasper…”
“oh, uh, no,” i said, swallowing the lump in my throat. “we’re best friends, only that.”
she must’ve saw the pained look on my face before a small smile etched its way on her lips.
“you love him, huh?”
my eyes turned wide as i realized what she said. i sighed and rubbed my palms together. “is it that noticeable?”
“it is,” she said, nudging me with her shoulder. “you should tell him when he gets back.”
when he gets back.
“i should’ve said it way sooner.”
“you’ll get the chance,” she encouraged in a soft voice. “he’ll come back and you’ll get the chance to say it every day until the day you die.”
i smiled. “i hope so.”
YOU ARE READING
lost
Teen Fictiona girl who starts to write in a journal about her best friend who went missing, in hope it’ll keep her reminded of him through the hard times.
