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26 - I Don't Want To Lose This

Today is Sunday, tomorrow is Monday. Monday, the first day of the second semester and also the last day with Michael.

Tomorrow is our last day together. It's hard to believe he is going to Los Angles tomorrow.

I'm not ready yet for him to leave. I need more days with him beside me. I got used to his presence and now I don't want him to go.

These days passed in a flash making me wish even more days like these.

Tuesday everything will be gone. I won't hear his laugh when I say something stupid; I won't hear his raspy voice trying to say something in Portuguese, I won't have his company for dinner, I won't draw him as I wait for my shift to end. I won't have all this little things and it makes me sad.

What makes me even sadder is not the fact he's going away, is the fact is going to the other side of the world, and in two months he's going to be traveling over the world in tour with his band mates to do what he does best: play guitar and make people happy.

But at the same time, I'm happy for him. He will be doing what he loves, what makes him happy. And for me, that's all that matters, even if it means him being away from me.

You know, that's what friends do. We do everything to see them happy.

Although, I'm failing at being a good friend.

And I'm not talking about Michael, I'm talking about Nat.

I'm not really being a good friend to her. Since Michael arrived I haven't talk that much with her, and she hates me for that.

Is not that I'm ignoring her although she thinks I am. She even sent me a text saying 'I hate you'. It hurt and it still hurts a lot. I tried to call her and talk to her, but she ignored all of my calls and all of my texts.

I always find time for everything and everyone. So everyone can be happy.

But this last week I focused all of my time on Michael and forgot everything else around me.

Don't blame me, I was just trying to enjoy life and be happy for once. All my life has been the others and this time I thought in myself, in want I wanted and in what made me happy.

I'm sorry if I was being selfish.

"What are we going to do today?" Michael asks snapping me out of my thoughts.

"Dunno." I shrug and keep eating my cereals as he does the same.

I turn my gaze to him and chuckle.

He's three years older than me, but he's so cute.

"I had an idea." I say finishing my cereals and set up from the kitchen chair to put the bowl in the sink.

"What is it?" He asks curious.

"You'll see." I smirk. "Are you done?" I ask pointing to his bowl and he nods. I place his empty bowl in the sink and motion him to follow me holding his hand.

I take him to the office and close the door behind me as he sits down on the couch beside the big wooden desk.

I hand him my Fender acoustic guitar and he looks at me confused.

"Why are you handing me a guitar?" He asks me as I grab my dad's old fender acoustic guitar for myself and sit on the desk chair.

"We are going to play together." I smile. "You told me you wanted to jam someday and you still own me a concert, so I think this is the perfect opportunity."

"What a great idea." A smile lights up on his lips. "You can start."

"Do you want me to start?" I ask pointing my index finger back at myself and he nods smirking. "Ok." I shrug and start playing the first chords.