Let’s take Nate for example. After a week of graduating, he stopped texting. And one more week later, I found out from Dave that he ended up marrying his cheating fiancé. Wow is all I could say. I know nothing of him since then.
Almost two months later, I had a huge fight with Bruce. I got tired of him calling me a bitch or a cunt for no good reason and I told him. He didn't take that lightly. Apparently, he got engaged soon after he left. He brought that up for some strange reason during our argument. His whereabouts after the incident are unknown to me.
Aside from the rare texts or Facebook posts, I know nothing from Steve. All I know is that he’s working in Florida. I still talk to Sam and Malcolm, Malcolm more than Sam. She’s still with Cate last I heard. My dearest April married her boyfriend, John. They now live in North Korea. Everyone else, I lost contact with.
I have maintained contact with Dave and Brett. They’re both in Idaho. Those two are truly amazing men who genuinely care about me and always keep in touch, no matter the distance. They’ve even talked about visiting some time. I really hope I get to see them again. Them and the girls.
To be honest, I really didn’t think I would keep contact with Henry. I mean, he barely kept any contact back in tech school! How would he do that now, being thousands of miles away? Well, it was just like that for a few months. No signs of life whatsoever, not even for our birthdays. To my surprise, one random night he decided to write. He asked me to accept him on Skype. You can imagine my astonishment, along with a bit of excitement. As the call went through and the video came up, I tried to contain my extreme joy from Henry as I saw his face after months. Hearing his voice again sent chills down my spine. It was a bittersweet feeling, something I could never describe. We spoke for over an hour. It was truly wonderful.
Since then, we have Skyped on two other nights. And we have maintained contact. On several occasions, Henry brought up the touchy subject that is us. Or was. His optimism is incredible. He really believes we will see each other again, and that what we had was, and still is, special; that his feelings for me were true. As much as I want to believe him, I am not so certain. The chances of seeing him again are slim. And even if I were to see him, it wouldn’t be under desired circumstances. We could never be truly alone and able to do whatever we please. We both have responsibilities now, and in my case, I tag along with family. So, I carry a more realistic idea of ‘us’. Besides, it would never really work out. Oh well. At least, how things are now, everything is well.
It has been a long six months since I left Keesler University. During that time, I have learned where my true friends lie. I have also learned that, no matter what happens, I must always move on with my life. No one is going to live it for me. There is no use in longing and regretting; only learning from the past. I have set myself to focus on my life, my studies, my future, and nothing else. I do wish to see those people again someday. But until then, it is me against the world.
PS. This is based on a true story…
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