Leo Hatch

When we met

Your moms going to kill me when she gets here, she hates me even more now that you're gone. I should probably bail before anyone else arrives. Yep, I'm out. I love you. The tears are now streaming down my face. I'm a terrible person, I can't really leave you.
Finally.
I'm gone.
You're gone.
As I pull into the driveway, I can see a little shimmering light in the corner of the driveway near the end of the garage door. I walk over to pick it up, its like stepping on blades. Its your bracelet, the one I gave you the summer we met, you were 16 and I was 17. We were at Mic and Paris' 21st birthday, I wasn't one for parties but at the time Mic was my boyfriend. I always feel bad knowing I met the love of my life at the party of my ex and his twin sisters birthday, it's fine though, Mic is still my best friend. You walked up to me and called me beautiful, I said thanks, of course, but the that I didn't roll that way. You took it well and awkwardly walked away, but once you were gone I couldn't stop thinking about you. You were gorgeous, your freckles were perfectly places along your face, more perfect then a spiders web. Even just the thought of your chocolaty eyes had my picturing you, how genuine you looked when you called me beautiful. Later that night I saw you again getting a beer, I walked over to you. I didn't hesitate, I just kissed you, it just happened. Your lips tasted like beer and vanilla. As I pulled away you just stares right into my eyes, I didn't mind, why would I mind getting another chance to look at you. You grabbed my hand and brought me over to the corner of the rooftop the party was held on. You jumped on my like a child, needless to say, that was the night I lost my virginity.

I pick up the bracelet. Why the hell would I let something like this happen to the beautiful and empowering charm. I'm such a fuck up, you deserve this back because I'm definitely not worthy of it. I need to take it back to you, you would do the same for me.