At twelve,
you got your first kiss. You kissed Felicity after school in the park. Your eyes were beautiful you know when they're in love. It reflected happiness and of course I was happy for you. But still, it hurt me. I can't imagine the idea of losing you though. You were my best friend, my first love, and my entire life. And I don't know what I would be without you.
YOU ARE READING
The Hourglass.
Short StoryAt five, I met you for the first time. At eight, I fell in love with you. At twenty six, I watched you marry the girl you love the most in life. At twenty eight, you got your first child born into the world with such a happiness I could never give y...
