When You Were Here Before
by Sarah Pegram
He rested his head on her shoulder as she studied his journal from 10
years ago.The pink exercise book with a collaged cover, phrases that
must have meant something at the time, tattered pages and old love
letters hidden inside. Maybe it was awkward, having someone read the
words and secrets of your sensitive, wallflower 17 year old self. She
ran her fingers over the words on each page, and felt her heart breaking
as she kept her tears at bay and read on. He was scared, quiet, unsure,
dominated. She wanted to cry for the lost boy in the past, the boy
that still echoes in the man beside her. She took a deep breath as she
set the book aside and rested her head on his. She took his hand and
whispered 'I wish I had known you then. I would have been your friend'.
She would have saved him.