(DISPLAY COPY) I Miss Us

Prologue

Song at the side to set the mood. I suggest you listen to it before or while reading this. Song is Amnesia by 5 Seconds of Summer.

I do not own the song.

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Why

You must be wondering. Why 'Why'?

Well, this is pretty much one of the most asked questions ever. Or at least how a lot of questions start.

Why?

Why does it begin?

Why does it end?

Why did that have to happen?

Why are we here?

Why does that exist?

Why now?

Why not?

Why me?

Just, why?

I also happened to ask a variation of the question 'Why?' a lot on the day after my last day of middle school. Yeah, now you might be wondering 'Was that question something like, Why did it end so soon?, or Why did school end so late?' Sadly, none of those are true.

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"Why does Kim have to leave?" I asked myself for about the umpteenth time now.

I've been asking that question for the duration of my walk to her house. It was the start of summer vacation; I was supposed to be enjoying my free-time from school. However, I was beyond sad, miserable. Thanks to some really weird and complicated circumstances the universe dictated, Kim had to move to another state, Minnesota. Those circumstances were complicated to the point that she herself didn't understand them either.

I took a glance at the three paper bags I had on-hand. They were send-off gifts to be given to the Watts family from my family, the Hendrixes. A part of me, no, all of me wised that they were just normal gifts that we just randomly decided to give to them, expecting something or nothing in return.

And this just makes me wonder, why do the concepts of 'leaving' and 'send offs' exist?

The send offs, people will always say 'you'll only know you love something when you let it go' or 'you'll only know you've been high when you're feeling low'; the negative side of things balances out the positive happenings in life. As they say, too much happiness and comfort will lead to spoilage.

Although, I do have contradictions to the negative-positive balance and the 'feeling low-feeling high' thing. I've always been babied since I was the youngest in my family, but I've grown-up with an angel's halo and wings. In other words, I never threw myself on the ground when I didn't get what I wanted. And the feeling high thing? I wasn't an F- student. I knew what I felt when I was with Kim was true happiness, utter bliss. I didn't need to go through this to know that.

And the leaving part, people will always answer 'when a chapter of your life ends, a new one is sure to begin, and the leaving, goodbyes, and tears are the ending that concludes a chapter. Like how the last 'Goodbye Mrs. Sanders' would eventually lead to elementary school and the first 'Good morning Mr. Lewis'.

But the thing is, some people aren't ready to say goodbye yet. The news came so suddenly (yesterday actually), and that led to no time to properly say goodbye. Properly as in going out for walks together with hands tangled together all the way, crying into each other's shoulders on each other's beds, and a lot of hugging instead of a single hug, a single goodbye, and two vehicles carrying a huge and important chunk of your life away.