The middle of that summer came, and Robbie gave me a phone call.  He told me that Josh missed me, and that Josh would be coming back on July 31st.  I was so happy that my Josh missed me.  Two weeks later, Josh’s step mom, Susan, came into Rogers and told me that Josh would be coming back the next day.  She invited me to come over to see him, because Josh would surely want me to be there his first day back.  I was finally going to get to see where he lived.

                When I arrived at his house I figured out why Josh probably did not want me to come over.  He had seen my home and was embarrassed about his own.  To this day I do not believe he should have ever been afraid of my opinion, because seeing his quaint little trailer home made me care for him all the more.  I remember that day was so wonderful.  I knocked softly; Josh opened the door, saw me, and gave me the biggest hug I had ever received.  Summer was almost over, but at least I had him back.

                For the next four months, he and I were as we had been before, inseparable.  It was complete bliss.  He was so sweet to me.  He was a very quiet person.  He loved basketball.  I could watch him and the boys in the trailer park play for hours.  After dark he and I would curl up and watch the wrestling matches on television.  Josh loved wrestling almost as much as he loved to play basketball.  Little did I know, however, that Josh’s grades were slipping; and that his grandmother had recently passed away.

                Josh was a good man; I guess he was afraid of hurting me.  That day was so awful.  He ran off in tears.  I did not know why, but he had tossed his glasses aside, and he just took off.  I ran after him, but I could not keep up.  I questioned Robbie as to what had happened, and he told me that Josh didn’t love me anymore.  He told me that he wanted to be friends.  I knew that wasn’t true though; Josh was not like that at all.  I knew him better than that.  I guess Robbie saw that, because he then told me Josh was being forced to go back to Nebraska.

                For the next two weeks I still visited Josh, although I could sense he was now uncomfortable around me.  He knew Robbie had told me what was going on.  I knew he was just trying to protect me.  I was praying he would find a way to stay in Texas with me, even though I doubted he could.  After he left I never heard from him again.  I do only wish him happiness while he is away.

                I will never forget that boy.  I have never loved someone in the way that I loved him.  He was perfection.  I loved everything about him, from the way he dressed to the people whom he hung out with.  He was everything I had ever wanted, and he will always remain in my heart.