Someday... and it won't just be in a silly little dream. I dreamed of you last night. She wasn't you really, but she looked just like you; your twin. I think it was my brain's way of reminding me that you haven't crossed it in a while. When I said goodbye to you in the dark school parking lot that summer I thought there would never be a day where I didn't think of you... I was wrong. I haven't thought of you in a really long time. But I haven't forgotten you. I know for certain that I never will. I promise.
You were the best teacher I had ever had up to that point in my life. You weren't just my English/Drama teacher... you were my friend. I remember our long talks after school and how I helped you with papers and such. We talked, we laughed, you protected me from Adam, you were my superhero, my safe place, the best part of school was just coming to your classes. That last year I had three classes a day with you. It was sheer bliss.
I can't remember everything about you anymore. I hate that. It's so trivial that even when someone meant so much to you, you're still able to forget certain things about them. I vaguely remember your walk. I can't remember that pair of earrings you wore quite often that I adored, or what most of our endless chats were about. I remember your voice though. I remember your smile, let it shine on, I remember the safeness I felt with you, how much I trusted you, your laugh; it's the same laugh I adopted for a short period of time. I didn't try to, honestly, it's just that I heard it so much from you it just grew on me... became me. Remember that group trip to see Wicked? We requested that our seats be next to one another. And they were. We had a delightful time. And then... when we got back to the school, we knew that this moment was the last. You wouldn't be coming back next year. That fact alone tore me apart. You hugged me goodbye. So long.
I saw you about a year ago in Walmart. Relentless excitement bubbled within me, and I called out to you. After three incorrect guesses I reminded you of my name. You knew me, but couldn't remember my name...that hurt my feelings. Our reunion was short and slightly awkward. You didn't even look like yourself. Something was different, you had let yourself go... or so it seemed. I don't care anymore that you couldn't remember me so quickly. I still love you. It's impossible for me not too. No matter what, I can't forget that year we had together and if one day you look into my eyes and don't even recall my face it will just be ok. I'll never forget you, and somehow thats good enough for me.
I may not think of you always as I once vowed to do, but I know you will never stop crossing my mind from time to time. My mind simply won't let you sit in one place for too long. You were so special to me, and always will be. Maybe one day our paths will cross once again and you'll see the girl that you helped to shape into what she is today. I miss you and I love you.
I'll be seeing you.
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you remind me a bit too much of me, Jennifer. You really, really, really do.
xxxxx
i mean you REALLY remind me of me, in that post.
I think someone always has someone, when they're growing up who is there superhero. Often it's a teacher, I guess because they're adults that you see most besides your parents.
I'm sorry she couldn't remember your name, how long had it been? I know if my heroes couldnt remember my name, I'd be so upset.
The fact, Jen, that she created you to be who you are... well you're an amazing person. She's done her job well. The dreams, EVERYTHING, its so like me, and I've never met anyone so like me other than you, at least with this respect. Bit freaky, really!
xx
Hey Anabella. It had been about a year since I had seen her. She was a young high school teacher of mine. 23 years old, I think thats why I was able to connect with her so easily. :) Thanks Annabelle, you're pretty great too!
You remind me of me from time to time to! At least we have someone who understands us, or I do anyway. :)
~Jennifer
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