His lips felt soft against mine. The kiss was nice but a little awkward. Just like her first kiss.

But this wasn't Freddie. It was Alan. That thought jolted be back to reality and I pulled away quickly.

"Sam, are you alright?" He asked, frowning slightly.

I only shook my head.

"Is it me? Or is it you?"

"I just don't think that I can be with you," I replied sadly.

"Why?"

"Because you're not Freddie," I sighed, and walked away.

...

"So, how did the date go?" asked Carly, the moment I walked in her apartment door.

"It was nice, I suppose," I answered tiredly.

"What happened?" she asked, concerned.

"He kissed me," I said quietly.

"Sam, that's great! Why aren't you happy?"

"He's not the right guy for me."

"Are you serious? He's nice, smart and ha-"

"He's not Freddie," I cut in, and started crying, as Carly looked at me with a pained expression on her face.

...

"Sam, you have to get over him," Carly said to me. "It's been three months!"

"Carly, you don't understand! I loved him! And now he's gone!" I sobbed.

"Sam, it doesn't matter how many times you say you love him, he's gone," she told me. "I miss him too, but I moved on. And you should too!"

"But I don't want to! I don't want to meet another guy! I want Freddie!"

"SAM!" she shouted. "He's gone FOREVER! He is never coming back, so stop feeling sorry for yourself and get over it! He was my best friend too! Do you think that just because I moved on doesn't mean that I don't want to cry every time I think about him? So, if you're going to sit here crying about him, forget it!"

She started crying, and I tried to comfort her, but she wouldn't let me.

"I will start talking to you once you've gotten over him, but until then, go!"

"Carly, plea-"

"I said GO!"

I ran out the door, into the night, tears running down my face.

...

"This is all your fault. She's angry with me now, and it's your fault."

I looked up at the sky, noticing how the stars weren't as bright as they usually were.

"Even the stars don't shine as bright with you gone."

I stared at the piece of stone, his name carved into it. I wanted to kick it, or even better, kick him, for making me like this.

"I was happy with you. Usually all the guys like Carly, which you did, at the start. Then you kissed me. And then my life was perfect. I was happy and everything was just right. But then, then you-" I burst into a fresh set of tears.

"Why, Freddie? Why did you leave me?" I sobbed.

I don't know how long I sat there crying. I cried until I had no more tears to cry.

I love you Sam! Those were the last words he ever said to me.

"I love you too Freddie. And I always will. But I have to move on. When I was with you, everything was a dream. Then it turned into a nightmare. But now, I have to wake up."

I took a deep breath and stood up.

"Goodbye Freddie," I whispered, and walked out of the graveyard without looking back.