Your my lifetime

The Start of A Story

It all started with a kiss on the cheek when I was 6 years old, now today I am 21 and I still can remember that same day like if it was yesterday. We were playing on the swings after school one autumn evening, we lifted our knees as high as we can. We tried to reached for the skies that evening. He usually pushed me on the swing so I can catch a cloud. He was my Bestfriend who I considered my brother, my guardian and my family.
All I wanted to do was played with him that day. Until, that same evening his mother came and took him away from me. He tried his best to fight his mother grip once he did he ran towards me and hugged me tight as he can, he take my chubby cheeks with his cold little hand and said "Remember we will meet again" with a soft tone. He gently kissed my cheek and whipped my tear and rain off with his mother waving. I was only six yet I understood what was going on.

This may not be all that but I hope you like my type of writing. Please enjoy...