Mother: "Are you still talking to that boy? When am I going to meet him?"
Heather: "His name is Ben, and no we're not.."
Mother: ":( What happened? Do you want to talk about it?"
Heather: "I'd rather not...it's okay."
Mother: "Alright :/"
Heather: "He kinda just stopped talking to me...I thought things were going good, and then this happened about a week ago, I haven't heard from him, and I don't understand.
Mother: "Oh honey, I'm sorry.."
Heather: "I'm so confused, but I guess that doesn't matter"
Mother: "Well, because he just flat out stopped speaking to you, he's probably no good hun :/ You shouldn't dwell on this, but rather try to move on.
Heather: "Oh Mom, I can't just move on from this...him. If you only knew how great this person is, you would understand why I feel the way I do about him. I'm sure there's a good explanation for why he stopped talking to me, but if not, it doesn't change the feelings I have. I have, fallen for him...lol, that's the first time I said that out loud. He's amazing, unlike any person I've ever met. He's a dreamer, a "one day I will travel the world" kind of person. His voice is soft, beautiful...and his face makes me never want to gaze upon another human being. He's the kind of person you'd never forget. I don't know if I'll ever see or speak to him again. But if not, he'll always exist in my memory. And even though that sucks and makes me hurt because all I want is for him to be my reality, it's better than nothing at all. I wish you could've met him Mom..."
