Jacy’s Corner

“Didn’t you guys used to be best friends?”

That is the question that shook me to my core. I was sitting at a wedding of two people I knew from my childhood years. I honestly didn’t know why I even went. I knew it was going to be torture for me.

“Yeah, the best.” I responded with a longing tone. It was then that my childhood years started to flash before my eyes.

The time when we first talked to each other. The time when I saw him at my church. The time when I told him I liked him. The time when he told me he didn’t like me. The time when he told me that he lied and actually did like me. The time when we would stay up until three in the morning texting each other, knowing we would be tired the next day but not caring. The time when I watched him fall in love with the girl that he was standing next to at that moment. The girl he was getting married too.

I knew that going to the wedding was going to be a bad idea, but I had to see it. I had to see when he was gone forever. The moment he said yes and then there would be no chance for us. I had to see it.

“I always thought that you two were going to end up together.”