it’s been one year and eight months since i have last seen you. i made myself put thoughts of you in the back of my mind, to not get distracted or to remember you. because remembering you hurt, and i was doing so good for a while.
you brought all those memories and thoughts back when you called me that one day. you called from a local telephone and i remember the all too similar feeling of dizziness and how it felt like all the air got sucked out of my lungs. when you went missing and when you called.
as soon as that call ended, i screamed and after i screamed, i felt numb. i called everybody and anyone and they were all as shocked as i was.
your parents were ecstatic. they kept shouting, “our boy is coming home!”. my mom was incredibly happy. the whole town back home was overjoyed. why do i not feel overjoyed like them?
maybe it’s the fact you left me stranded for twenty months. maybe it’s the fact i had no traces of you or maybe it was the fact that you lied to me and said “forever”.
i’m standing in the police department along with your parents and my mother at the moment. jay couldn’t make it, but she told me she would stop by as soon as possible.
we’re waiting on you. my parents made me leave college for a few weeks because of all this.
i’m scared. i’m happy. i’m sad and i feel destroyed. but overall, i’m nervous. your parents are crying next to me and my mother is crying, too.
i’m not crying yet. should i be?
i bite my lips and i look around. news reporters and cameramen are waiting by the exit door. they’re waiting for you. as soon as word got around that the local boy who went missing for twenty months is back, everyone and everything got hectic. they knew and people that didn’t even know you were so, so happy.
what should i say to you? should i just act like i did before? before you left and before the world seemed like it was crashing right underneath my feet?
why did you leave? why did you not tell anyone anything? why?
i was too caught up in my thoughts when i heard a shrill and sobbing. i continued to stare off at the floor and the voices sounded distant and i made myself snap out of it. i looked to the side and your parents, along with my mother, were gone.
“jasper!”
my head snapped up and your parents were hugging a young man with raven hair and my blood ran cold. it was you. my mother wheeled herself as fast as she could towards you and you hugged her. you crouched down and gave her a hug as your parents were smiling and it felt like the sun came back to them.
“val?”
i looked up at you. you were staring at me with those all too familiar jade eyes and i felt like running.
“jasper,” i whisper. my voice surprised me at how vulnerable and lonely it sounded.
