Geez, what happened to us to make him stop loving me and go for her? What happened with my life? I fell in love with someone who didn’t really feel the same way. I miss his dark eyes and the way they looked at me in the dead of night. How does someone really get over their first love? We met a few months ago me a regular girl who was invisible to the world. I wasn’t literally invisible I just hid from the world behind a mask. When Edgar left me we were sitting down at a table in the park skipping school. “You’ve made me really happy…” cut him off quickly. “Please, just tell me that it was all a lie. It will make everything easier.” I look at him pleading with my eyes trying so bad to hold back all the tears that form. “I can’t lie to you.” He says “You’ve made my life so happy these last few months, but I can’t wait forever for you to decide what’s good for you. I thought that we could make our decisions together but you don’t seem ready for that kind of commitment.” He got up and walked away leaving me alone to suffer.
It’s been two months since Edgar left. I fell deeply in love with him, but if he doesn’t love me and nobody else does then I have nothing else besides the walls. I walk slowly down the hallway trying to avoid the stares of the teachers who think I might have some sort of problem. I walk to the girl’s bathroom its lunch time and I had to sit next to Edgar through all of third period. I go into my favorite stall pull out the handmade “out of Order” sign place it on the door, hang up my backpack, sit pull my feet up and cry silently.
I haven’t been able to function properly in two months without breaking down and trying to start again. “Cleo, are you in…here?” at the sound of my name I look at the crack in the stall and see a familiar face. “Edgar what do you want? I don’t have anything for you just go besides this is the girl’s bathroom.” I see him walking towards my stall. “I’m sorry, for what happened two months ago. I miss you I want you back.” Silence and a thought occurs to me What if he’s only playing some sort of prank on me? “You lost the chance you had when you decided to walk away. I gave up the dream of being happy, just leave my dream dead and buried.” He walks closer to my stall. “Please come out and let’s at least talk.” I open the stall door and see his face all memories come, bombarding me making me cry. I look down and see in his hand two white envelopes which he hands me. “I wrote you two letters I didn’t know how to say “I’m sorry” in one letter I really mean it.”