The Boy I Grew Up With

<p>I have loved Channing Monroe all my life.</p><p>In first grade he asked for my Trapper Keeper. <br />I hit him in the head with it. <br />Third grade we were best friends. We kissed in seventh grade. <br />Eighth grade he turned into a bad boy and the rest was a tumultuous storm.</p><p>Growing up the problem was never love for us. <br />Bad times. Good times. There were times when I felt our love in every inch of my body vibrating making me feel like it could bring me back to life.</p><p>The problem was us.</p><p>The problem is that we’re from two different worlds now. <br />Fallen Crest and its millionaires for me. Roussou and their criminals for him. I was thriving in mine and he was running his.</p><p>But…</p><p>But there were nights I felt we couldn’t be further apart than we were and there were nights I felt we shared the same heartbeat.</p><p>When was it time? <br />When was it time to either sacrifice make a change or walk away from the boy I grew up with?</p>