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A/N: It's been a couple days, I know. Sorry. I would have updated sooner, I was just lazy and stuff. Yeah.

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Chapter 12: Wind Up

(Note: This is a journal entry of Lizzie's the NEXT summer)

Journal~ June 1st, 2004

I saw him today. Yes, him. The only him it could be. It was not at all what you're expecting.

As, you, journal, know, I have yet to officially walk through those doors since it happened. I just haven't been able to, there is too much emotional technicalities that I need to deal with.

With the departure of Parker, it just hasn't been the same. With the departure of my talking to Parker it hasn't been the same. I was stupid and now I regret it all, but there isn't anything I can do. It isn't like she's still at that school she go moved into, she's gone. Forever, most likely.

It still really upsets me. The fact that she did **that** and then continued to do it. And I feel so freaking childish because from the day I found out, I disowned her. I shouldn't have done that if she really meant that much to me. It wasn't the right reaction to have. I should have stuck by her side. I should have, but I didn't.

Anyways, back to the main purpose of this entry in which I loathe in my newly found pathetic-ness. So, as I said, I haven't been to the pool all summer, which is true, I haven't. But, today, I wanted to take a walk, and I live only a couple blocks away from the pool and inadvertently ended up there. I don't really know, I guess my subconscious wanted to go. It went. It shanked at the last minute. I was standing outside, right next to the concession stand, I was intending to get a bottle of water or something for the rest of the walk, but then, I saw those curls. Those curls could only belong to one person, and they did. It was Gordo. He was so close to me, yet not. He was walking into the concession stand. As far as I know, he didn't see me. Which is good. To say the least. I almost said his name, I was so close, and then, I stopped myself. Those insecurities of mine came back and I stopped. Maybe I shouldn't have stopped. Oh, well, I digress. There isn't anything I can do now.

I was watching that crappy Marieh Carey movie, you know Glitter. Yeah, it sucks, but I still tear up a little when I first saw it. Not the point, she sings this song at the end, when she finds out Dice dies. The one that she wrote the words and he did the music, but they weren't with each other. Ooh, freaky. Yeah, right. Anyways, it kind of hits home with Gordo and all.

~*You're with me

Til the bitter end

What we had transcends

This experience

Too painful to

Talk about

So I'll hold it in

Til my heart can mend

And be brave enough to love again

A place in time

Still belongs to us

Stays preserved in my mind

In the memories there is solace

Never too far away

I won't let time erase

One bit of yesterday

Cause I have learned that

Nobody can take your place

Though we can never be

I'll keep you close to me

When I remember

Glittering lights

Incandescent eyes

Still preserved

In my mind

In the memories I'll find solace

Never too far away

I won't let time erase

One bit of yesterday

And I have learned that

Nobody can take your place

Though we can never be

I'll keep you close to me

And I'll remember

A place in time

Still belongs to us

Stays preserved in my mind

In the memories there is solace

Never too far away

I won't let time erase

One bit of yesterday

Cause I have learned that

Nobody can take your place

And though we can never be

I'll always think of you and me

Always remember

Love

You're never too far *~

A/N: All right, class participation. Review and tell me, which of the three C's you prefer: Campus, Concert, or Camping