Growing up in Lufkin is like living in a fantasy land. Smack dead in between Houston and Dallas, you seem to strive for the fast-paced city life in a town of only about 33,000 (on a good day).
I guess one story I could share is that I fell in and out of love with my best friend. We’d known each other for years and after high school we started to hang out even more. We were the best of friends–clubbing, partying, watching movies together–then one day we started to become closer, more than just friends. He asked me to be his boyfriend and I said yes. I was a bit hesitant at first, it seemed so awkward to be dating my best friend. But as the months went by I realized it wasn’t such a bad thing, I grew to love him more and more as time went on.
Then without a warning it all went downhill. We moved out of our apartment and back in with our own families again, and he slowly slipped away from me. I had never felt betrayal on a level like that before, I was torn between love and hate for him. After months and months of struggle we finally decided to call it quits.
I hope we can be friends like we used to be, before it got complicated. If he ever reads this I just wanted to say I’m sorry.