Chapter 9
Patrick had gone back to Seattle, but he still messaged me now and then to update me on his life.
Sometimes his texts were super short, and other times he’d send a long one with pictures.
If I was in a good mood, I would respond. But most of the time, I didn’t even bother checking what he sent.
He never got mad, though, and kept sending messages like he was talking to himself.
Before I knew it, it was New Year again.
He called me and said, “New Year’s is almost here, Georgia. I’ll drive to Orlando to bring you home.”
I told him, “No need. I’m going to spend it with Jacob and visit his parents this year.
He didn’t seem ready to hear that our relationship had gotten serious enough to meet the families.
There was a long pause on the line.
Just when I was about to end the call, he said quietly, “I miss you, Georgia.”
Then he added, “I was wrong to let you go. I shouldn’t have left you behind.
Chapter 9
“You’ve always hated being alone. I can’t believe I let that happen.
“Orlando’s full of bugs. You’re probably not used to it. It must be hard for
you.
“I watched your game. You were incredible, just like I thought you’d be. I forgot to say that before.
“Congrats, Georgia. I’m glad you’re doing so well, but it hurts that I’m not the one by your side.”
His voice started to crack near the end.
“How did I lose you?” he asked.
I didn’t say anything. I waited until his voice nearly broke before quietly ending the call.
Back when I first started to fall in love, I gave it everything.
My feelings were strong and burned like summer heat, so intense it pushed people away.
Maybe Patrick did like me, but his feelings weren’t deep enough. They were messy and mixed with too much else. That kind of love could never truly shine.
The identities between us meant we couldn’t ever really work out.
I didn’t hold it against him.
He was the one who stood by me when I had no one else.
After being together for so many years, I really do want him to have a good life.
That winter was cold, but somehow, I felt at peace.
