Novel & Cerita Things We Never Got Over

Yeah, turns out it was all BS. And I fell for it. Rearranged my schedule, swapped shifts, worked extra to cover for it, and forked over a ridiculous amount for that flight. All so I could hop on what ended up being the death flight. If she hadn't kept pushing, I never would've gotten on that plane. "Mom, who cares about the car?" Peggy cut in. "It's Christmas—don't bring this up now. If you tick Natalie off, she might not come back for years.

"Theo, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have accepted so many of Linnie's things. It was my fault. I should have refused to sign for packages I didn't order, or at least told Linnie to delete my address. "Then you two wouldn't have ended up like this. "But what am I supposed to do? Linnie was my first love. We’ve liked each other since high school and got together right after graduation. It's almost been ten years now. "How many decades does a person get? "I can't let her go. I can't let her change my ringtone. I can't let her delete my address. "If you really love Linnie, you should be able to understand that, right?"

We got out of class, it was more exhausting than usual and we headed to my house, we had to finish a project that we had more or less almost finished, but we had to meet anyway. Many times we did the same thing, after that we went back to comment on our new conquests, I guess it was a hobby or we wanted to show which of us was the best at conquering hearts and then end up breaking them, which was no more and no less for me. Camila message: Hello “it was a message from that girl, Camila. I smiled, surely it would also fall into my hands. Message Leonardo: Hello, what are you doing? “I answered while trying to pay attention to what Esteban was saying.

We would never go back to the way we used to be. It could no longer happen. Not when the present was as blurry as muddy water. Because what happened already left a mark on each of our own lives. Our relationship was already tainted by the permanent scars I've created for the both of us. It would be forever engraved on our hearts and minds down to our souls, tainting our beautiful memories together. It would never be forgotten no matter how many decades may pass. Just like crumpled paper and broken glass, no matter how hard you try and even though you're persistent in making it the same as before, it will never be back to its original form.

We weren’t the ones waiting to be chosen. We were the ones choosing. Each other. Every time. My hand found his. Holding it tighter this time. Deliberate. Certain. “That won’t happen again,” I said softly. Not a hope. Not a wish. A fact. “Not to you.” His fingers tightened around mine. “And not to you,” he replied. Just as certain. Just as unbreakable. Right now our past didn’t feel like something that defined us. It felt like something we had survived and overcome.

Loving people you'll never meet. That's legacy. That's enough. That's everything. THE END

"Dad stop it. You're making me cry." I say wiping the next tear that falls on my cheek. "I just want to say sweetheart, that it took a really long time. It took us years before we could finally land where we are. And it's the best place we've ever been in a very long time." It's the best place we've been since mom's death. It's like we were just lost souls trying to find ourselves in a world we never imagined to live without mom in it and we were just winging it.

Goodbye. And never again.