I loved your smile, your eyes, and the way you loved me.
We ended in pain and hatred.
I believed I missed you so much because I loved you, and loved having someone there, always.
Watching the doves gracefully float into the distance, peacefully, I realize I don’t miss you, I miss the past.
I miss happiness.
I miss smiling.
I miss laughing.
I miss being carefree.
Then laying and reflecting on that moment I realize I miss it all so much because I may never get it all back.
Looking at the giant mob of blue and gold gowns I know I’ll have to walk across that stage soon enough, but I don’t know who will accompany me.
Will you be there?
Our realistic and optimistic plans created only a year ago now seem so far fetched.
Nothing is sacred anymore.
We can’t count on tomorrow let alone 2013.
All I want is our graduation dream to come true.
All I want is to spend high school with my best friend like a normal teenager.
Is that really too much to ask?