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My first steps into my kindergarten classroom drew me straight to her side. The moment we turned and smiled shyly at each other I knew that we would become best friends. She was the first to speak. She gave me her name and I hesitantly gave her mine. From that moment on we were inseparable.
“Hi, is that your mommy? She’s very pretty.”
“Yes that’s my mommy. Where’s yours?”
“She’s standing over there with my daddy. Do you have a daddy?”
“Yeah, that’s a dumb question to ask.”
“Is not. I have a friend that doesn’t have a daddy. He says that his daddy is in hell.”
“What’s that?”
“I dunno. But I think it’s some place really bad.”
“Wow! So do you wanna be my friend?”
“Sure I’d love to be your friend.”
Eleven years later as we started our junior year of high school together, we were still the best of friends. We just new that nothing would change that. We had plans to go to the same college, marry brothers, and live next door to each other. Hell we even had our children married to each other already.
“Girl you are so crazy. We are not naming our son Lancelot. That’s such a pansy name.”
“Oh come on, it’s so romantic.”
“No.”
“How about Romeo?”
“Ewww, definitely no. What about Heather for a girl?”
“Heather is such a plain name. I’m partial towards Veronica.”
“Or the French version, Veronique.”
“Oh yeah that’s beautiful. Your Veronique shall marry my Lancelot.”
“Not if you give him that name.”
Though we shared the same taste in guys, it never occurred to us that on would ever come between us. And even though we had many friends that came and went, it never occurred to us that our friendship could be ruined in less than a year. It never occurred to us from that first day we made our friendship pact that I would be doomed to betray that trust.
“Oh my God! Check out those buns of steel.”
“Mmm yeah. If I could just grip them in my hand girl.”
“Hell yeah. What a fit they would be.”
“He’s such a hottie. We so need to get his phone number.”
“Hell forget the phone number, let’s get his address so we could catch him as he comes out the shower.”
“Your mind is such gutter.”
“Yeah well if you were in my mind right now you’d want to go over there and jump his bones.”
“I don’t need your image of him to want to jump his bones.”
“Giggles”
I would give anything to go back to the past and tell my past self what an ass I turned out to be. Then I could alleviate all the damage that my actions have caused. As it is I’m left with the pieces of my broken heart because I couldn’t stay true to a friendship that surpassed the heavens.
