Originally intended to do this as a monologue in Drama, but it was a little long... haha! CloTi
Do you remember, long ago, sitting by the old well in our hometown? How I miss those days. We used to walk down to the little river and sit on the end of the dock, watching the sun set over the hills, swim in the little brook behind the general store, and lay on the banks, letting the sun dry us, chase the birds that gathered in the square. Hmm... I remember how much trouble we got in, Mr. Jenkins was furious, we tried to tell him we were only playing, but he sent us home and told our parents. I got scolded by my dad somethin' awful! Haha, Oh! Remember, when we went to the top of the mountain? We sat there for hours until the villagers came and found us. I-I remember, how they blamed you, you got in so much trouble because of me. I tried to tell them that I made you come with me, but they didn't listen. I feel terrible about that. I remember that one night, clearer than the rest, it was colder than ever and you forced me to meet you at the well, I called you crazy, but you insisted. I waited for what felt like hours before you finally showed up, carrying a blanket with you. You looked somewhat sad, I didn't understand why, at first, but then, you told me you were leaving, you were going to the city. All the boys were leaving then, but I didn't care about them. They were nothing compared to you. You listened. You were always there for me. I wondered when I would see you again, I prayed that I would get the chance to meet the new you, I hoped that you hadn't changed to much, that you were still the same boy who skipped rocks with me on the pond, who played in the rain with me. The moments we spent together, were the best moments of my life. You used to always make me laugh. Even during the hard times, Like when my mother died, everyone tried to cheer me up, but then I saw you, running up the walk, carrying a bundle of carnations. You looked so nervous, and sincere when you told me how sorry you felt. I remember the sorrow in your eyes as you ran your hand up and down my back to sooth me. I still remember every feeling, every emotion, running through my system at that moment, but, the most significant feeling was... No, I can't, it's too embarrassing. You would probably laugh at me, tell me to just spit it out, but I can't. I'm sorry. I can't tell you, even though I want to tell you, I want to give you everything, everything I can, but, I have nothing worth giving. I wish I did, but I don't. All I can offer is, me... Is that enough? I hope you remember, remember sitting at the docks, holding hands, and gazing into the sunset, dreaming of the future, dreaming of our futures, and whether they were to be one. Whether or not you were willing to combine them... are you? Because if you are, I'll be waiting. Don't worry, when you get back, I'll be here. In the same little town we grew up in, with it's breathtaking sunsets, and soothing warm water. I wonder where I'll be when you finally arrive, will I be at the brook? Or in the square?... No, I'll be at the well.