Love of an old memory

I don't have very pleasant memories of elementary school, but I have one memory that is both pleasant but makes me feel extreme guilt. It is a memory that has stuck with me for 7 years. There a was a boy, very sweet, but on the chubby side. I met him in kindergarten. We always hund out together and held hands. In first grade, he told me that he loved me. We were probably 6 or 7 at the time and didn't know what love was. We had a dream that day. He would be a football player when he grew up and I would be his cheerleader. His name was Aiden. I hate to admit this, though, but I was embarassed to be with him just because he was bigger than most kids his age. Whenever someone asked if we liked eachother, I would always tell the that we are just friends. Right in front of Aiden. I could always see the hurt in his eyes but he never said anything. This went on for a few years. Then in 4th grade, he started getting homeschooled. We called eachother every now and then. Eventually, however, we lost touch. I have never stopped thinking about him. I still remember that goofy smile he always seemed to carry. I still remember the lauphter in his eyes. Now years later, in highschool, I believe I sit next to this Aiden in my Chemistry class. He looked very familiar but he didn't carry the same goofy smile that came with a child's innocence. I've never talked to him and I doubt he would recognize me. So, here I am, stuck to admire him from afar. I hope that someday he reads this and realizes how truley sorry I am. He will forever be my best friend. 

Author's Note

I miss him so much. Even now I cry whenever I think of him. I know that we are in the same class now, but it still hurts to think about how I betrayed him. He truley loved me, but I pushed him away because of his appearance.

Reviews

[Gertrude Osei Tutu]

Grasping opening that makes me wanna read that dissertation. It really captures how humans take things for granted till we can no longer have them. Great job!

[Chris]

Part of healing is recognizing you had a problem... understanding the why of it just means you have a chance to overcome THAT problem if you can also handle the peer pressure from those that haven't realized they have a problem as well.

It isn't easy "learning" how to "deal" with being an adult someday ...some succeed, too many don't.