Saying Goodbye

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This morning I woke up to the stroking of my hair , Brandon and I fell asleep in each other's arms lying on the grass after the party. "Good morning ." Brandon says to me as I start to shift in his arms. I felts so warm and cozy cuddling with the boy I loved and treasured. I looked down at the ring Brandon gave me and took it off to read it. It said, Your my one and only Bree love Brandon. I just about fell into a tear rage, I had remembered we were leaving for LA that night. I cried into Brandon's arms till it hurt. I wanted to stay more than anything! But I knew I had to go to help care for my brother and my dad. But all I wanted was for Brandon to care for me. I ran into Zach's empty room only filled with, Zach himself and his crib. I picked Zach up and held him tight and waited for Brandon to come up stairs to help comfort my pains. As I had guessed he did. He brought me back into his arms wiped my tears and held me. He held me till the hours turned to minutes Before our departure. My dad said if Brandon wanted to he could come with us and drop us off at the Airport. I was grateful for this because I knew Brandon would say yes, and the trip to the airport was 2 hours away. We loaded into the car and drove off. My dad drove Brandon's car so he would have a transportation home and so we wouldn't have to pay for a taxi. We talked about all the sweet memories we had together and about what the future has in store for us. I made Brandon promise to visit us as often as possible and I made the same promise back. Brandon kisses me one last time before we left each other. I hugged him until my dad pulled me away. " I love you." I yelled to Brandon. " I love you too. " He yelled back.

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