I’m up in my room, waiting for you to come. Long ago, before you left me, you promised me that whenever I felt lonely, or needed you, just to call you and you’d be here. Now, I’m here, feeling lonely, calling out your name. A few hours pass, and you’re still not here.
I finally give up waiting, and decide to go to bed. Just as I turn off the lights, and walk to bed in the dark, I feel someone grab me from behind, and I let out an ear-piercing scream. You softly whisper in my ear, “Shhh…its ok, its me. Sorry if I scared you.” I let out a sigh of relief, and turn around to face you. I look deep into your eyes, and hug you tightly. You return the hug, holding me close to you. We then sit on the bed, and we start talking about what has been going on. I tell you that I met someone at a club last week. You tell me that you hope this new person treats me right, besides, you say that I just deserve the best. I smile at you, and you hold me closer to you. You then wrap your arms around my waist, and kiss me softly on my cheek. I lay my head on your chest, and close my eyes. After a few minutes, you let me go, and turn me around, that way I’m facing you. You then bring your face down close to mine, and brush your lips softly against mine. I wrap my arms around your neck and pull you closer. We share a long, passionate kiss, then I pull back, and you ask me if anything is wrong. I answer , “No, its just that, I’ve missed you so much, and it’s too good to be true that you’re here, but there is something I have to tell you.” I then get up and walk towards the balcony outside. You follow, and take my hand in yours. We stand outside on the balcony, your arms around me. I turn around and face you, and I tell you, “I can’t keep living this way. I know that you love me, and I know that I still love you too, but we can’t keep living like this. We shared a lot of good times, and I will always cherish the memories, but I have to let you go.” You tell me that you understand, and we share a final kiss under the moonlight, before you turn and leave. A tear rolls down my eye, as you walk away. I wipe away the tear, and I know that what I did was the best thing. I was finally able to let you go. I continue to stand on the balcony, and I realized that you had always been there for me. Another tear rolls down my eye, as I wonder why you even had to die in the first place.