"My bestfriend"

Larry, who was my best friend, who told me all his secrets, who told me how much he loved his girlfriend, who came to my house every weekend and stayed about 3 hours, who hated when my mom said that he needed to sit correctly on the table; Was the greatest guy I have ever met, was the guy I could trust whit everything until, her, his girlfriend, the girl that didn’t care about his feelings, that thought that boys were like toys that didn’t had feelings and that she could treat them however she wanted to.
She came to school telling him everything was over, not explaining why just saying those tough words.
"This is over"
Larry couldn't resist but cry, his eyes were red like a tomatoe and his face was a bouncy ball, multicolors and always funny to look at.
I tried to support him every minute that passed but it seemed that it didnt made any difference, instead he was worst and worst every day, every minute, every second.
Ever since that day, Larry wasn’t Larry, he was someone else, he was someone that didn’t care about what happened around him, who covered his sadness whit a fake smile, who started getting C’s and D’s in school, who had Paulina’s name in all his notebooks, he wasn’t the person I met.
The last day I saw Larry, he told me thanks for all the things we passed together and how he appreciate for us to be friends, when I was about to cry he hugged and told me some words that reminds me every day that he will always be whit me, the real Larry.
“Thanks Alexa, distance doesn’t matter, we will always be friends, I love you”
And just like that turned around and left me, left me without a best friend.
Forever, never saw him again, never saw that fake/real smile, never saw the old Larry but I know he is always here whit me.
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1 Comments:
Another Cisneros like vignette filled with depth, insight and emotion!
Way to go.
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