It's been three years; it's been three years since high school ended, three years since I left Maryland for Arizona, three years since I left four of the greatest friends I've ever had, three years since I've seen my best friend, and three years I've managed to avoid contact with any of them.
You're probably asking yourself, "Why is she so stupid to leave all that behind?"
It's because I was scared. I was scared because I was in love with my best friend and I had to watch him go through a million and one relationships, all the while I kept my mouth shut about the feelings I had for him. I couldn't watch it anymore and I knew that if I stayed, I would end up even more hurt than I already was.
I just needed to start over. Move to a new place, meet new people, try new things, and forget.
But the problem is, even though it's been three years, I still haven't forgotten about him or the other three. They cross my mind daily. I miss them like you wouldn't believe, but I know it's for the best. It's the best for my heart.
And you want to know something else?
Even though it's been three years, I'm still not completely over him.
Short but it's just to get the story started. I have this posted over on Mibba as well, and I've posted nine chapters over there so if you want to read them all now, go to my profile and click the link to my Mibba account. I'm going to be posting my other stories on here too, so yeah c':
Okay. Thanks for reading!