Random Short Stories

We Were Friends

I fell in love with him after he left. He was someone I had known my whole life. We had always been the best of friends. He moved to London when he was 16. He joined a band, too. We tried staying friends but it was too hard. We were both busy and we just didn't have time to call or text every night. Soon, we drifted apart.

I missed him. I cried over him. I realized I loved him.

I kept up with what was going on in his life. It wasn't hard now that he was famous. It was even easier once I moved and became friends with a girl who adored him. She didn't know we had once been friends, though.

It seemed okay until one day when I saw him again.