
Good morning all. I was pretty sad yesterday when mike invited me then uninvited me to his "last dinner," with his family. But I guess his mom just wanted family only and family friends to come over and pray for him. Mike wasn't sure if I'd be too comfortable with the prayer session, and he's right. I'm not very religious. I have faith but I'm not the kind of person you'd find in church every Sunday morning. I respect his families wishes, I just wish I would've been able to see him for more than one hour last night.
Tomorrow will be our last day together for a long time. I honestly don't know what to plan for that day. I think we should make a trip to starbucks and have a nice long chat about... everything. Starbucks is our place, even though it costs $4.69 a drink. After coffee I want to go to the beach and watch our Siesta Key sunset. We met at the beach, by the way.
One February night, my best friend Allie and I were looking for something to do. We decided to go park my car at the beach and call some people to meet up with us. My ex-boyfriend, Kyle ended taking the call and asked if he could bring his friend, Mike. I said, "sure, more the marrier!" When they showed up I really didn't think anything of Mike, I was in a different state of mind. I just wanted to hang out with good company. Mike was funny and made a very good impression. Allie had to use the restroom (squat), and Mike went with her. When the night was over, Allie told me that Mike had been to Iraq. We really didn't know what to think of it. He seemed too young, I thought he was still in High School or first year in college.
After all of that... I turned to him for a lot of help. He didn't judge me like everyone else did. He was new to me and we could start a blank slate. I told him about my past and what was going on with me at the time but, he didn't care. He was friends with all the people that would ridicule me but he said he wanted to see for himself. I liked that about him. If it wasn't for him, I'm not sure I would've made it to graduation day.
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