Learning To Love You More




Assignment #52
Write the phone call you wish you could have.

Paulina Isabella
Winter Haven, Florida USA



ring ring
*****: Hey. What's up.
Me: I love you.
*****: I love you too, and I'm sorry for being so messed up.
Me: It's alright. Even if you're wrong, I'll still love you because you're you, and that's all that matters.
*****: I wasn't sure if you even liked me romantically. I know we talked about it, but I was afraid that I liked you so much more than you liked me.
Me: Oh, *****. I was protecting myself too. We're too alike to be heartbroken over each other. Why aren't we together?
*****: I have no clue. It seems inevitable. We're in love, but why aren't we together? There's some force keeping us apart, and I think it's simply us.
Me: Gosh, that sounds so tragic, but I believe it too. I'm afraid of commitment.
*****: Me too. And you and I know we can't be together. There is another thing that makes me hesitate, and you know why.
Me: ...I'm sorry I'm leaving in less than a year. I'm sorry I decided to go to college somewhere else. I'm sorry I didn't anticipate falling in love with the one person who can completely appreciate me without being annoying or creepy. I'm sorry that I fell in love with you, and now I'm about to ruin it by living the life I planned out for someone more responsible than the person I am acting like now. Is this it? I wish I didn't have to go. God. It's so tragic.
*****: I'm even more sorry to see you go. America won't be same without you. I won't be either. You've changed my life, and I'll write to you as often as I can and as often as I think of you, so expect a letter everyday. Maybe even 2 within the same day. Hell, 24 letters for every hour of the day you're not right beside me.
Me: *****, I love you more than I love looking at the sky. I will always love you, and years from now, when we're both as miserable as dirt, we'll find each other again and stay together. But the years between now and then will be hard, and if you ever feel down, please think of me first. Think of me thinking of you, because it will probably be what I'll be doing at the time. And think of this: I care about you, and I will always be on your side, and I will never abandon your thought. I have never met a person so undeniably reckless and so wonderfully sweet as you, and I will never love a person so wholly as I love you.
*****: You're so cute. I swear I'll stop my hedonistic lifestyle. You have to stop starving yourself. And we'll both stop wanting to die. How could I even think of that with a person like you in the world? I will grow old if you promise to grow old with me.
Me: I promise. Please, can you come with me to the airport when I do have to leave?
*****: Of course. Honestly, I think I'll cry.
Me: So will I.
Are you busy tomorrow?
Me: A little, but I'm free around 3 in the afternoon?
*****: Do you want to watch movies? I can come over then.
Me: Dude. Yes. Ah, damn. I have to go now. Gosh, I don't want this conversation to end, but it must. Good-night, *****.
*****: Alright. G'night. Sweet dreams.