In this Endless Summer
We will be together
And I don't want this feeling to ever end
"Whoa! Who died?" Owen asked, coming up behind Keely.
Keely turned and put on a smile. "Guys"
"Where's Phil?" Via asked, and then seeing Keely's face change to a frown walked over to her. "Uh-oh. Has he died"
Owen slapped himself on the head. "If he has I'm sorry for the first thing I said. Oh my god, Phil died! He did, didn't he? That's why you're wearing black. Or do they wear white at funerals"
"Relax Owen. He's not dead. He's just…" Keely said, her eyes watering. "He's gone. He left for Kansas last night. And I never told him"
Via hugged Keely. "I'm so sorry Keely. I thought you were going to tell him"
"Well he left, didn't he? I couldn't. He said goodbye, what was I supposed to say? Don't go Phil, I love you?" Keely asked. Owen nodded. "He'd be insane to leave after that. Which makes him insane I guess"
"No. He left before I could tell him. He walked away. And I'll never see him again," Keely wiped her eyes.
Via looked at Keely sympathetically. "Maybe it's better this way"
"What do you mean it's better this way. It's not better this way. Not at all. My best friend has just left me, and you're telling me it'll all be fine and dandy? You didn't know Phil. Not like I did. I knew his biggest secret. A secret he didn't tell anyone else," Keely went into hysterics. Owen nodded. "Phil told me his secret too"
"He did?" Keely asked. She thought Phil had told her he would never tell anyone else.
Owen nodded again. "Yeah. He liked Pickle and Lettuce sandwiches. I mean, I can see why he wouldn't want anyone else to know"
"That was his big secret?" Via asked. Keely shook her head. "No"
"He has a bigger secret than that?" Owen asked. "Wow, that must be one big secret he told you then"
Keely nodded. "It was"
"Well he's gone now," Via said, trying to get Keely to move on. Keely nodded. "He has. But it doesn't mean he's gone in my heart. Because here is only one person my heart is going to belong to. And he's in Kansas. And you can try to make me get over him. But you won't get me to. He's mine, and you can all just go away!" And with that, she turned, and ran down the hallway.
I don't want to get over him. The feeling that I felt every time I was near him will never come back again. Not with any other guy. And I don't want the feeling to end. The feeling can't end. Which is why I hope he'll wait for me. Even though I'll be one hundred and something when he's born. Who am I kidding? He'll move on. He'll meet someone new, and more fantastic and prettier than me. I'll be a skeleton in a graveyard.