My November girl, JGB

What sucks is that she could have been with me, but I'm always too far away.

For this story, I'll call her Jay. Jay was always the type of girl who fell for those guys who wouldn't understand how beautiful she was. I was the "nice guys always finish last" type. That being said, I only worked up the courage to be her best friend. We had been best friends since middle school, and she was one of the only people who kept in touch with me after I left to the mainland.

As a few years passed, she still would get her heart broken by those fools. While she'd be adoring them, I'd be staring at her and adoring the way she'd giggle at the weirdest things. I never told her how intriguing it was, watching her pretty cheekbones rise when she smiled.

I came home to visit for the summer once. I changed quite a bit, rocking a new style. I was shocked at how much taller she got, and she was shocked that I wasn't so dark anymore. Catching up with her reminded me of what made home so enchanting. And I would still find myself, falling for that girl. The funny thing is that I didn't know that she was checking me out. Oh Jay.. haha. WHY DID SHE ONLY ADMIT IT WHEN IT WAS TOO LATE? Lol. No, I was alright with being her best friend. But it did suck.

So a couple more years passed. She saw me go through my first serious heartbreak. For some reason, talking to her made me feel less insane. I felt as if she had her fingers over each crack in my heart, until I felt like my whole heart was warm in her hands.

I moved back home, because I had nothing left in the corrupted city of sin. I was looking forward to seeing her, my best friend. I didn't know that her heart was breaking even more than mine. If there was anything I hated, it was seeing her cry over guys who don't deserve a single tear. So when she told me about her boyfriend mistreating her, I was mad. The first time I met him, I wanted to punch him so badly. How could he not see how great this girl was? She had a heart filled with gold, and he turned it into charcoal.

I wanted to give her my heart. I'm not sure why these feelings came back. Tonight, I'm thinking about my best friend. When I first met her, I already knew that she was special. She would giggle at me in art, and I knew that giggle would remain in my life for a long time. As for these silly feelings of crushing on her, she will probably never know.