That night I sit alone at the end of my bed, holding a picture that my heart would never soon forget. How I loved him, how I wanted him, now he's gone, gone from my memories. His passion, his love, his feelings all torn from me as I watched him leave me. Never to hold me, never to kiss me, never to comfort me ever again. Why did he leave me? We had been together for so long and yet, it's over. Over! Why? How? It can't be this way. How could it? I loved him, but did he love me? That question I ask myself, and never know that answer to.
I close my eyes, and I can see the day we met… I remember it like it was yesterday…
[Flashback]
I had just fallen down for some odd reason. I tried to get up, but I couldn't. That's when I saw this light brown hair guy come toward me, and helped me up. When he held my hand, my heart lit up. I felt like I was in heaven meeting the cutest guy ever. He was meant for me.
When I was about to leave, he stopped me. He'd stuttered over his words, as he wanted to ask me, "I-I know w-we just met, but would you be willing if I asked you out on a date?" I replied with a yes.
[End flashback]
I remember all the moments we shared in the past. Now he's gone, but yet I still feel have to move on and continue life.
I hold his picture in my hands, and my teardrops slowly fall upon it and now I feel that my thoughts of him had been erased.
The end of chapter 6!
AN- short, huh? But, oh well. U like it?