I never said I was good at keeping promises…
Nathan
Four years ago, we said goodbye. I’d always intended to come back for you, but life got in the way. All I have are cowardly excuses of being in school, fear of coming out, and thinking that too much time had passed. But fate? It’s a funny thing, because I’m now forced to spend the summer with you, working together. It’s my chance to make things right, but I know I have to prove myself to you. To show you I’m not afraid anymore. That I still burn hot and heavy for you. Can we work past our differences and try again? Can this be the summer of us?
Chase
Is there a stronger word for betrayal? If there is, I haven’t found it yet. It’s how I felt when you left and never even so much as called, let alone came back like you’d promised. You left me behind, alone, with no way out of a town that holds no future. Giving you all my firsts was my initial mistake. My second was letting you back into my bed when you finally returned. But that’s all we ever were, right? A mistake? I’ve spent four years not needing or wanting your excuses, but the more time we spend together, I’m reminded of how good we used to be. You want to fix what was broken, but I’m not sure I can forgive you.
