BerrySweet18

Building Bridges
2002-06-10 06:56:16 (UTC)

Missing Bruce

My boyfriend Bruce said goodbye last tuesday. He was
going to LA for 6 months. I tried to be brave and smile
for him, but inside I was like jello. Usless and jiggly.
He held me so close I lost my breath and inhaled his boyish
cologn. I memorized the smell in my mind, and the way he
looked when we pulled away. He kissed me hard an then
gently. And then the tears came. He told me not to cry.
He'd call when he got there, and time would fly before we
knew it. I nodded my head, afraid words would just make me
cry harder. He held me again and wiped the tears from my
eyes. I grabbed his hand and looked at his fingers.
"Don't bite your nails, baby." Was all I could
manage. He laughed and hugged me again.
"I won't, don't worry." But I wasn't worried
about his fingernails, I was worried that some LA girl
would sweep him off his feet and make him forget my eyes,
and my smile and everything he knows about me. I was
afraid that the miles would seem endless, and tear us
apart. I was worried that I would lose this perfect guy
that I was falling in love with more every day. It was the
prime of our relationship, how could he just leave like
that? He got in his blue Colt, and waved one last time
before driving away. I closed the front door and started
walking up to my room. I turned on the radio, and Micheal
Jackson was singing "Butterfly". Our song. I grabbed
Pokey, the teddy bear he gave me to keep. Tears fell
gently down my cheeks, and then hard. I sobbed into Pokey,
closing my eyes. I pretended that this was all a dream,
and that tomorrow morning Bruce would knock on my door and
we would go back to how we always were. How could I face 6
months without him? I finally took a deep breath and stared
into his picture by my bed. I remembered that I trusted
him and he would never try to hurt me. I desided to take
it one day at a time. I slipped into my bed and laid
back. I said my prayers and closed my eyes. I was ready
for day one.




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