Prologue

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I never thought to publish it. She always told me that I would be a famous writer. And she would stick by my side through high and low until the end.

Then it happened.

And I was mad.

Angry.

Hurt.

But most of all, I was confused.

Why would she leave me like that?Lord knows if only I had known our last "see you later" would actually be goodbye. Maybe I wouldn't have been so hurt if she would've told me why she left me. I no longer had her warm body to hold me on my bad days. She was my person and now I'm alone.

Now you may think I'm talking about a lover. Maybe a forbidden one. Maybe an unrequited one. But no, she was my best friend. She killed her self three months ago, inadvertently ending my happiness. However, two months ago she began to appear at the foot of my bed every night. And I stare at her with nothing but pain in my eyes. And she stares at me with nothing but regret in hers. Then she sighs and says,

"What am I gonna do with your foolish ass?"

And I continue to stare until a shrug with a sad smile and a dull,

"I don't know stink"

fights it's way out of me. Then she lays with me in bed and I tell her about my day and we go to sleep. I dream of how I resent her for leaving. She dreams of how she regrets leaving. And when I wake up in the morning she's gone. Same routine for 3 months. Until one beautiful Saturday in May when my brown eyes open to see her hazel and green eyes staring in them.

That changed everything.

And, as the months progressed,she continued doing this while helping me find happiness in every aspect of my life.

Wanna know how? Well I'll tell you then. Let's get started shall we. This is the story of how my best friend left me for a second time and this time forever.

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