We all experienced a fake friendship, right? Or maybe you haven’t noticed who your real friends are. You thought that she was being faithful to you. Or you thought so. Turns out she wasn't. You didn't know this person was being fake to you. All this time she was talking behind your back. Saying awful things about you. Which aren’t even true. None of this is true. How would you feel? You feel some type of way right? You feel hurt, knowing that you did everything to help this person. You did the impossible for her. You think to yourself for a moment. Was that even enough for her? or was it a waste of time to her?
I was so in love with my best friend named Lucy. She was an extremely beautiful kind-hearted girl. Every time I had a terrible day or just not in the mood, she would come up with a plan just to see me happy. Basically, it was a challenge for her. So, she would always wanted to win. She wanted to see if she can make me laugh or smile again. the thing she did is Lucy came up to me and say HAPPY BIRTHDAY!
You may have thought this day would never come, but in reality it did. The day finally came where I get to see my significant other. Where I get to see her beautiful smile just smiling at me. I love the fact that two people just smile at each other for no apparent reason. It was around 6:35 PM and well I saw her, there she was, wearing a white blouse, like if she fell out of heaven. The moment I saw her, so many flashbacks came through my mind. The first time we face-timed. The first time we said “I love you” and now I get to have the chance to hug her. To feel her in my arms. The warm feeling of her body against mine felt like a feeling when you wake up from a cold night in December. Where it's winter and you just want to spend the whole entire day in your nice cozy bed. That's what I'm feeling right now. So many feelings inside of me wanted to burst out and say to the whole world, this is the girl I want to marry. The girl I will marry whenever I'm older. The girl I want to be with for the rest of my life.
I know I’ll come back. I made a promise. After I left her once, we didn’t text right? Well I decided to text her. Everything was good. Since that moment we texted, I knew everything was going to be okay with her. Catching up on our lives was beautiful, since we wasted three months not knowing what we are doing with our lives. Then I ask her:
Here we go again with this process. Here we go again with the heartbreak you’re doing to me, mother. That I can’t be with her because it’s prohibited to see her. But it hurts me so much that’s your taking her away from me. What else are you gonna take? You have no idea how much I’m suffering. For once in my lifetime, I’m actually happy with someone I love; but clearly you don’t want that from me because she’s the same gender as me. I’m not going to say who. Look, she means so much to me. You just can’t do that to your daughter. You can’t just take her happiness like that. Why would you do that? I’m not allowed to text her. I’m not allowed to see her; therefore, to make that even simpler and easier, you took her out of my 15. How am I supposed to feel about that? I feel sad, and disappointed in you, mother. I mean, sure, I can still see her. Hug her. Tell her much she means to me, but of course you took away that from me, too. You say you want me to change, so that’s why you’re taking me to a psychologist. But, if that doesn’t work, you’re taking me to a church retreat so I can change my mind. No, mother! I don’t want to change an any way. I like being who I am. I like that I get to be with a guy, but if that doesn’t work, I get to be with a girl. You’ll never understand, so that’s why you’re taking me to those places I don’t even want to go? Like you say, I need help. Not necessarily, because this is who I am. I’m not crazy at all. You think that girl is making me change. That she’s putting thoughts in your mind. No, mom, this is who I want to be, but I can see you’re doing things to make me stop loving her.