Do You Remember? This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine.

June was you by the pool. The day we first met, remember? I thought you were just one of those brawny lifeguard guys – you know the type: pretend to be all sweet, save the little kid from drowning, then go out and get totally hammered at night. I paid no ­attention to you, thought you were one of the heartbreakers, the ones I couldn’t care less about. But you had that smile with the dimples, and you came over just to offer me a watermelon Jolly Rancher. My favorite flavor. How did you know? That’s when I knew you were different.

July. August. After work we’d spread ourselves out on the field and drown in the sun, laugh at all those stupid jokes that aren’t even funny anymore. Why did we laugh so much back then?

Your studio, an explosion of color with your paintings enclosing you like a corral. Sometimes they made me jealous, when you saw them more than you saw me, but I loved them all the same. I loved that one of the beautiful girl with the long black hair, the one who looked so sad, but you wouldn’t say who she was. You’d never say. I’ll never know. So many secrets locked up in that little box of yours. You were fun, but you were serious.

“I want to be painted like that,” I said, because the painting was so beautiful. And you said, “Okay. Let’s do it.”

I still have that painting of me, by the way. You can only see half my face in it. “Why is that?” I asked. You shrugged. Another secret.

September. October. I love October. And you loved it too. When the leaves dance on the sidewalk and twirl through the air, when the world bleeds orange and red, and the air is like your stepmom’s apple crisp. We breathed it in together. We stood on the hill and closed our eyes, stretched our arms and spun around like five-year-olds, forgetting there was a world below. We listened to the wind whisper our names.

October was when we took the train downtown. It was fun that day, I don’t remember why. We skipped school (that was when school didn’t matter) and we rode downtown with your easels and paper and chalk and pencils, and we were going to draw fall. We drew the houses and trees, little kids flying a kite in the park, a mother duck and her ducklings wading through a river, a man asleep on a park bench, a maple leaf crisper than your stepmom’s apple crisp.

And you said, “Fall is a bit sad.”

And I asked why, and you said, “I dunno. It means summer’s over. It’s like ­losing something you can’t have back, like love.”

And I said, “But summer always comes back, doesn’t it?” And you said maybe.

We raked up a pile of leaves with a stick. We made this really big pile, laughing and running around it, losing half the leaves ’cause we’d stuff them in each other’s hair and shirts. We held hands, almost afraid to jump, like little kids taking their first dive into the deep end. One, two, three, go! And we sank into the big orange bed together.

I remember your easel that I carved my initials into. I remember the dimples on your cheeks, the eyes that were always on me. Your worn-out copy of The Great Gatsby that you read to me sometimes, and your plaid red scarf. I have that scarf, by the way. I wish it still smelled like you.

It’s October again, and the leaves are still dancing and the geese are still singing their good-bye song, and the bullfrog doesn’t sing because the pond’s almost frozen over. I wore your scarf yesterday as I rode the train downtown. I crossed the street to the park where we made the bed of leaves, and I tried to remember exactly where it was. And fall feels a little sad this year, like losing love.

I’m waiting to see if the summer comes back.

This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. This piece has been published in Teen Ink’s monthly print magazine.

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californiainaugust said...
Sept. 23, 2010 at 12:01 pm
This is fantastic-all the things I wish I could write 
Day-Dreamer17 said...
Sept. 19, 2010 at 6:11 pm
Sigh. It's good, but I always hate sad endings, even if this one isn't completely sad. Good work!
Coop123 said...
Sept. 8, 2010 at 4:46 pm

Its very nice. and i can totaly fell wat ur writing


mimirocks124 said...
Sept. 5, 2010 at 5:37 pm
fantastic! i like how it keeps you guessing. read mine stuff anyone?
ellie315 This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Aug. 17, 2010 at 11:29 pm
wowee! I love this! Its so real and intense. lots of emotion:) good job.
Smoothieheart said...
Aug. 17, 2010 at 9:57 pm
Great! so creative!
kielymarie said...
Aug. 17, 2010 at 2:10 pm
Love this! You have a GREAT style.
GangstaEyes This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Aug. 17, 2010 at 12:50 pm
This is amazing. The end gave me chills. I think one reason I love this so much is because it is relatable, but not like a common boring thing - not everyone is lucky enough to have what you just described. GREAT writing, your style is original and fresh. Check out my stuff if you get a chance please? And definitely keep writing!
Meghan H. said...
Aug. 17, 2010 at 11:19 am
that's really good!!
Runner242 said...
Aug. 17, 2010 at 11:08 am
LOVE THIS! Great use of imagrey, keep it up:)
windryder said...
Aug. 17, 2010 at 10:15 am
Really great description. The story definately evokes an emotional response from the reader. Awesome job.
CassieSherman14 This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Jul. 26, 2010 at 7:36 pm
Wonderful! That was really sweet! Keep writing!
Lala_ said...
Jul. 26, 2010 at 7:00 pm
magnificent! Amazing! Wonderful! loved it!
Macx14 said...
Jul. 26, 2010 at 6:59 pm
Fabulous!!Don't stop writing, you've got talent!!
DiamondsIntheGrass This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Jul. 26, 2010 at 2:11 pm
sad, but hopeful. beautiful. 
blue_ink said...
Jul. 26, 2010 at 11:43 am
OMG! I loved this. Sad, but hopeful. great writing. Probably my favorite story I've read so far. :)
cdemi12 said...
Jul. 26, 2010 at 10:34 am
Such a great love story! I love the imagery that I see of the couple! Beautiful job!!
writer_girlx14 said...
Jul. 26, 2010 at 1:44 am
this is plain out amazing. i wish i could write something like this but i only write poetry, comment on mine please? thanks and great work, 5 stars, wish i could do more ;)
wild-free said...
Jul. 13, 2010 at 1:23 pm

This story is wonderful. The simplicity of your writing is beautiful and works really well in keeping the reader interested. Your descriptive writing also paints a picture for the reader, and the picture is very, very pretty. :)

Amazing job! 

EllieK. said...
Jul. 4, 2010 at 1:17 pm

This is so CUTE and SAD, but I really liked it. It was wonderful.

Btw, would any of you mind checking some of my work out. Thanks if ya do!

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