After the day goes by, I always had something that I would do. If I had time of course. But, with this hobby of mine, I always could let my feelings go. I used to call my typewriter my best friend during The Vietnam War. I was always a writer. I don't know how I got into the damn war. Into the nightmare.
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He just stood there. Looking at me. The way I had reacted had put him in a state of shock. "I... I um," Every word I had learned from pre-school to now had just flew out of my mind and left me speechless. "I should go." I could tell he could barely hear the hurtful words I had just chocked out of my mouth, but I didn't care. Not anymore.
I walked away. Fighting back tears. I drove all the way to my house and when I got there I fell against the cold wall. What had just happened? All I knew is that I wasn't able to think straight. My mind was clouded with memories of him. I shook my head trying to forget everything that was involved with him. But I wasn't able to forget. These thoughts were a part of me now.
He was a part of me.