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River and I were perfect together, always laughing and having fun, making memories. I always thought we were made for each other because I loved him and he loved me. He was supposed to keep his promise, but promises are made to be broken……..right? We are both 18 and right out of high school. We have been together since our sophomore year. He was the quarterback, and I was the captain of the cheer squad. Rivers best friend, Sam, set us up. We were at a party with our friends playing truth or dare. I went to grab some Pepsi, and when I came back, he asked me out. It was totally out of nowhere, I mean we never really talked that much, but I have liked him since eighth grade. People say that our love story is cliché, but I am happy and so is …show more content…

“What’s wrong?” I asked quickly. My forehead creased in confusion. I hear the door open and shut, then a girl’s voice in the background. “Hey, I got to go! See you soon!” he says through the phone, sounding excited. “Okay, I lov-“ I say, but get cut off because he hangs up the phone. “I love you,” I whisper to myself. Does he notice how much this long distance is killing me? It perceives as if we’re drifting apart, like he doesn’t care, but I love him, so much. I think I am at deaths door. I look through my contacts finding my best friend. I need her advice. How am I supposed to go through this again? I feel as if I am going to vomit. “Stacy,” I whimper, choking back tears. “Hun, what’s wrong?” “I think it’s happening again and I am not sure I am able to handle this again,” I cried to her. “Maybe you’re doing something wrong,” she replied with slight boredom unmistakable in her voice. “What do you mean?” I asked, my eyebrows furrowing together. “Maybe he is getting sick of you,” “How could you say that? He loves me,” I inquire. She was being completely absurd. You don’t get sick of the people you love, do you?
2 weeks later As I step off the plane, grab my bags, and get into the taxi, I get even more excited. My legs are shaking I am smiling like an idiot, and I am pretty sure the taxi driver thought I was crazy. I worked my butt off to get everything I needed to done, and finally I am home, a week early. He pulls up the drive and I

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