I wonder if she misses me. I wonder if she knows I missed her. We used to email every day, during every class, until the last secound at night, and the first secounds into the morning. She was my girlfriend. But also my best friend. She lived in Colorado I lived in Bend She was seventeen hours away The beggining. Of the end. I wonder if she misses me. I sure do miss her. I barely even knew her. But now she’ll never know me.

It’s started as a simple conversation about books, on a writer site. We shared emails, then pictures. We became amazingly great friends, talking about drama at school, and other life problems. She hated her parents, becuase they were divorced, and she didn’t like that they fought all the time. We almost did FaceTime, then we decided to talk. her voice crackled through the phone, and filled my heart with feelings I never thought I would ever feel again.

But 17 hours That’s a long way.