Sparks

Prologue - 

What does it mean to love another? Actually love another being. I thought I knew the answer: I would think about Josh Sparks more then I thought about myself, I would care for him more then I cared about myself.  We'd spend our entire lives together & we'd be happy, deeply inlove forever. That's what love was to me. For us that wouldn't of been hard at the start. I thought at the time we were meant to be. It would of been easy, all we wanted was to be happy, he wanted to have two or four kids we we're never sure how many we did want, we were going to let nature take its course I used to say to Josh, a big house with the white picket fence, the family pet dog & the family van. So we could haul the kids from a piano recital or to a hockey game or too the dentist. It was the basics. He always knew what to say too me, he told me we were going to have that dream life we talked about- maybe that's part of the reason I fell so deeply inlove with him. Maybe that's why I never in my whole strange life that we'd grow so much apart. I'd always imagined us laying in our bed together, me wrapped in his secure arms, keeping me warm. While he cracked a joke about how cute I looked in the morning, as he looked intently into my eyes, with a warm smirk. We'd just lay there lost in each others , arms & eyes, laughing, happy, it souds perfect right? not so far fetched right? That's what I thought, that we'd alsways be together, but now i'll just pass throught his town, not knowing what he's doing, thinking, I know nothing about him anymore. He had changed from what I used to know, to a lying boy, who I thougt I loved. 

As I'm passing throught Dartmouth, I see a black half tonne truck- a ford. It was his car, parked in the Tim Horton's parking lot. I felt a ruch of adrenaline pass through my body, I started shaking and pulled my red Mini Cooper into the parking lot. I parked a few spaces down from his, as I jump out of my car I see him sitting at a window seat, with a girl. He still has the same tall lanky body, dirty blonde hair that's slightly spiked up at the front, blue eyes that can be seen from a mile away, and teeth that could "light up this whole town". We make eye contact and everything got uncomfotable. One thing was supposed to happen: Josh Sparks was not supposed to know i was here. I debated for a few seconds that I should leave, just leave. So I don't get hurt. But I go against my will, and stride quickly into Tim Horton's. Not knowing what to expect.