The Kiss of Life

The Kiss

It was just a kiss. It was just a kiss. That's what I kept telling myself. But that one kiss was all it took to lose my best friend.

I couldn't imagine my life without Adam he was my first and only friend. We were inseparable from the start. Adam had friends. Everyone loved him.

He was charismatic and made the whole room light up with his brilliant laughter. It was loud and unrestrained.

He could have chosen anyone as his best friend but he chose me. The lonely kid who sat by himself in every class.

It was during lunch when he sat next to me. I was finishing up a drawing for art class. After that, we bonded over our love of art.

His home became my second home and his parents always welcomed me with open arms. Until he kissed me.

The whole school saw it including his parents who were picking him up after school. It was quick and unexpected but it felt like an eternity.

He told me he loved me and then was gone. I didn't know that I loved him too.

When he kissed me, it was like he woke me from a slumber. I never felt so alive and free. He breathed life into me.

I went looking for him after school but his parents wouldn't let me see him. They treated me like the enemy. I went from being loved as a son to being hated.

He wasn't in school for the next couple of days. He wasn't answering my text messages. My calls were ignored.

My own mother grew worried as I grew more depressed as the days passed. I couldn't tell her that I was in love with my best friend. I couldn't tell her that her only son was gay.

My desperation grew with each passing day. I didn't care that I became a target at school. I just wanted my best friend back.

One night I ran to his house and threw rocks at his window. Eventually, his curtain moved and his warm brown locks popped out the window.

Once he climbed down his window I ran into his arms. I was so overcome with joy that I kissed him. The kiss was longer and more passionate.

I told him I loved him. He told me he was leaving. Adam's parents weren't happy with his newfound sexuality. They blamed me for everything and were sending him away from me.

Our time together was short so we made the best if it. We sat under the stars and talked. No words left unspoken. He told me not to wait for him. I told him I could never let him go.