His Last Words

Last thing he said to me, was that I was beautiful, ever so beautiful, unchangingly beautiful. These last few words he said I was beautiful & "I love you". Then he turned away & walked away, leaving me alone. He left without letting me know what he meant, without me knowing how he felt. I knew I was taken , I knew that it wouldn't have been right, but I realized that the way he felt was kind of the same way I felt & it was how I'd always felt. The last thing he said to me & I remember it still today, was that he thought I was beautiful & that he loved me. Every time I remember those last last words, I feel my heart sinking so deep off to where those memories sleep & as it rests at the bottom it awakens all of the memories that I'd tried to forget, but it hadn't worked. Often times I would pretend that we'd only been friends but even I can't persuade myself that that's all we'd been. But it wasn't. We'd shared a kind of connection that we hadn't even noticed, hadn't even suspected until that last good-bye. The last thing he said to me to me was that I was beautiful, ever so beautiful, unchangingly beautiful. Those last few words he said, was that I was beautiful & "I love you". How could I have not noticed what had happened between us? Could I have not noticed when we'd gotten so close? His last words always hurt me, how he'd thought I was beautiful.

I think I wrote this during my freshman year of high school. I can remember writing it, but not the emotions behind it. I was sitting in study hall ... I think I may have made it up. Who knows?