Chapter - 13 more emotions on paper (I just want to thank you guys for
encouraging me to keep this up. I'm glad you all enjoy the story so much.)
Gordo looked at the paper in his hand. Of all the things he had written on this night, the words on the piece of paper in his hand confused him the most. It had been a very interesting few months for the relationship of Miranda Sanchez and David Gordon. He remembered oh so well the day Miranda had called him on his feelings for Lizzie. He remembered the conversations about how he felt about Lizzie and what he should do about it. He remembered her going to Mexico and how much he missed her when she was gone. He remembered when she had shown up out of the middle of nowhere at the hotel in Italy. He remembered her getting upset with him right before he had found out about his parents.
Gordo also thought about something he had realized one day at lunch. One day before Lizzie arrived at the lunch table, Miranda and Gordo were talking when it hit him. Miranda had always been cute, but when eighth grade rolled around Gordo watched her become increasingly pretty. But now, as he looked at her sitting next to him, he took full notice of something that had been true ever since her trip to Mexico. Miranda was beautiful. Gordo looked at her and saw that she was simply stunning and the confidence she had always had was now in full force.
Gordo then thought of what their relationship had been like since his parents had died. He thought about how he snapped at her so many times. He thought about how he had shut her out and how she had refused to be scared off. He thought about all those looks in her eyes that said more then a thousand words could ever say. He remembered the look in her eyes the day he ran up to her and hugged her tightly and thanked her for not giving up on him. He remembered her being overjoyed that he had broken out of his depression. He thought of the look that was in her eyes when Lizzie and he had told her about them being together. It was a look of happiness and, sadness? At the time he had been puzzled as to why she would be sad about something she had been pushing to happen for months, but now he had this feeling that somewhere in his subconscious he knew exactly why she had that look in her eyes.
Gordo shut all those thoughts out of his mind and began to read the words to himself out loud.
Miranda
Why are you so good to me? Why did you refuse to leave when I gave you every reason to? Why are you always there for me when I really need you? What did I ever do to deserve you in my life?
I know it must have been hard on you sometimes, I know you must feel like the third wheel at times, I know I haven't always been the friend you deserved, I know you are a truly special person.
Why can't all these other guys see what I see? You are beautiful, and loyal and so very driven. Any guy would be lucky to have you. I could probably think of a couple of guys who want you.
It was you who helped me realize how I feel about her. It was you who helped me find a way to be with her. Thanks to you I have her and she's everything I ever wanted.
But now I have a question for you. If I love her so much then how come right now I'm not dreaming of her? If I love her so much then why am I thinking about you?
Gordo folded the paper and put it in his wallet. He had to talk to someone about all this he just didn't know whom.
Gordo looked at the paper in his hand. Of all the things he had written on this night, the words on the piece of paper in his hand confused him the most. It had been a very interesting few months for the relationship of Miranda Sanchez and David Gordon. He remembered oh so well the day Miranda had called him on his feelings for Lizzie. He remembered the conversations about how he felt about Lizzie and what he should do about it. He remembered her going to Mexico and how much he missed her when she was gone. He remembered when she had shown up out of the middle of nowhere at the hotel in Italy. He remembered her getting upset with him right before he had found out about his parents.
Gordo also thought about something he had realized one day at lunch. One day before Lizzie arrived at the lunch table, Miranda and Gordo were talking when it hit him. Miranda had always been cute, but when eighth grade rolled around Gordo watched her become increasingly pretty. But now, as he looked at her sitting next to him, he took full notice of something that had been true ever since her trip to Mexico. Miranda was beautiful. Gordo looked at her and saw that she was simply stunning and the confidence she had always had was now in full force.
Gordo then thought of what their relationship had been like since his parents had died. He thought about how he snapped at her so many times. He thought about how he had shut her out and how she had refused to be scared off. He thought about all those looks in her eyes that said more then a thousand words could ever say. He remembered the look in her eyes the day he ran up to her and hugged her tightly and thanked her for not giving up on him. He remembered her being overjoyed that he had broken out of his depression. He thought of the look that was in her eyes when Lizzie and he had told her about them being together. It was a look of happiness and, sadness? At the time he had been puzzled as to why she would be sad about something she had been pushing to happen for months, but now he had this feeling that somewhere in his subconscious he knew exactly why she had that look in her eyes.
Gordo shut all those thoughts out of his mind and began to read the words to himself out loud.
Miranda
Why are you so good to me? Why did you refuse to leave when I gave you every reason to? Why are you always there for me when I really need you? What did I ever do to deserve you in my life?
I know it must have been hard on you sometimes, I know you must feel like the third wheel at times, I know I haven't always been the friend you deserved, I know you are a truly special person.
Why can't all these other guys see what I see? You are beautiful, and loyal and so very driven. Any guy would be lucky to have you. I could probably think of a couple of guys who want you.
It was you who helped me realize how I feel about her. It was you who helped me find a way to be with her. Thanks to you I have her and she's everything I ever wanted.
But now I have a question for you. If I love her so much then how come right now I'm not dreaming of her? If I love her so much then why am I thinking about you?
Gordo folded the paper and put it in his wallet. He had to talk to someone about all this he just didn't know whom.