It's not always Black and White

Goodbye. For now.

5 months later- August

As I sat under the blazing August sun, sweat trickling down my face like a bloody broken faucet, I couldn't help but contemplate the sheer ridiculousness of life. Here we were, on the brink of graduation, about to be flung into the chaotic abyss of adulthood. It's like someone hit the fast forward button on our teenage years, leaving us all scrambling to catch our breaths.

Melanie and Theo, oh boy, they were still going strong. Annoyingly so. It seemed like nothing could ever tear them apart. They were the poster couple for relationship goals, always holding hands and exchanging these weird googly-eyed glances. I swear, they were practically attached at the hip. I wouldn't be surprised if they started finishing each other's sentences. I mean, come on, give the rest of us a chance to catch up!

And then there was Grace, my dear friend with a knack for finding love in unexpected places. She had managed to snag herself a new bae, Jason, and they had been dating for a solid three months. Three months! That's practically a lifetime for her. She always seems so fucking happy. I couldn't help but roll my eyes at her sheer happiness. I mean, good for her and all, but let's not forget the rest of us poor souls who were still navigating the treacherous waters of singlehood.

Speaking of which, there was Steph, the reigning queen of the single life. She reveled in her freedom, flitting from one adventure to the next without a care in the world. I envied her carefree happiness, the way she danced through life as if the weight of the world didn't exist. It was like she had discovered the secret to eternal joy while the rest of us were stuck in a perpetual state of sadness.

And then there were Jess and Ryan, still attached at the hip like two inseparable magnets. It was both sickening and awe-inspiring how perfectly they fit together. They could finish each other's sentences faster than you could say "Theo still loves Grace ." It was like they were living in their own little love bubble while the rest of us mere mortals stumbled through the confusing maze of relationships.

And, of course, there was Josh. Dear, dear Josh. The guy who stole my heart and made it dance a merry jig. But of course, his parents were on a mission to split us up. They were convinced that I was somehow holding him back, like I was an anchor dragging him into the abyss of mediocrity. Sure, they weren't entirely wrong, I'll admit. But come on, it's the principle of the thing! Love is supposed to conquer all, right?

Or at least that's what they say in the smutty romance novels I hide under my bed.

We were all on the verge of starting our university journey, each of us heading in separate directions like divergent constellations in the vast expanse of the universe.

It was a bittersweet moment, this strange cocktail of excitement and fear.

As I bid farewell to this chapter of my life, I couldn't help but feel an overwhelming surge of gratitude. Gratitude for the laughter that had made our stomachs ache, the tears that had cleansed our souls, the drama that had entertained us like a never-ending soap opera. The countless memories that had woven themselves into the tapestry of our lives, shaping us into the people we are today.

And so, with a smile tugging at the corners of my lips, I took a deep breath and stepped forward into the unknown. Ready to embrace the next adventure, whatever absurdity it may hold. Because in the end, life is a fucking joke. I mean who would've thought that Josh and I would've broken up. He was the sun, shining bright and full of life. And I, well, I was the moon, forever illuminated by his brilliance but destined to forever remain distant.

Two celestial bodies in the vast expanse of the universe, never meant to meet. (I know I sound like a fucking nerd, but it's true)

But hey, who knows what the future holds? Maybe, just maybe, the universe will surprise us and bend its own rules. Until then, I'll continue to navigate the crazy roller coaster ride of life with a sense of humor and a heart full of hope. Onward we go, my friends, into this wild and absurd journey called life.

If you ever see Josh let him know that, even though we couldn't be together I'm glad that he walked into my life.