Xavani
The sun's shining.
Its summer already. The 5th summer without him. 5 years, huh? Its been five years since he left. 5 years since that night. Sometimes i wonder if it was just a dream. Just a fragment of bittersweet imagination that my mind made up. A long scar in my inner left thigh, is the only thing that tells me, what happened five years ago was real. He is real.
And this is my story. My untold story that i've kept it from others. Because saying it out loud, makes it seem like it wasn't real. I'm afraid that it might not be, so i dont tell anyone. This is my secret. Secret that I've finally decided to pen it down.
Welcome to my past.