Looking back at those days, the excitement filled my blood. I could not wait to see your face and laugh at your stories. Those stories seemed crazy, unreal and weird. Looking back, I doubt any of them actually happened. You always enjoyed being the center of attention. With two brothers, one being a twin, I can see why you needed validation. I swear I saw you looking at me all the time, studying my every move. I would catch you and you would smile or make a face. I always got Libra vibes from you. I knew I was wrong when she told me your birthday was in December. Enough reminiscing. I have to get back to reality. These days, when I walk inside those doors, I feel nothing. More times than not, I just want to go home. But I guess that's how it goes when you are left alone. Some things still remind me of you there, root beer being one. I get it almost every day just so I can feel closer to you. After all, I can't get much closer to you without losing another thing. I just wish my brain would forget the Sagittarius who forgot to give me a pen. Would forget about the time I spent trying to get closer to that person. Forget how much they meant to me. Forget the moments we had where I felt as if I were flying. Forget everything entirely.
About the Creator
emily mya
Writing has always been an escape for me. Something I use as therapy. Reading other's words make me feel less alone and part of a community. That is why I write, so other's don't feel alone and know that someone feels the exact same.

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