Letters From a Lost Love

~Shayne~

Why did this have to happen today? Why does Devin have to leave on the day I was going to tell

him? I mean, I'm happy for him and all, but for him to be leaving on the day of graduation...I can't

help but feel sad. I've been in love with Devin ever since we met when we were little. He rescued

me from some girls in class that were picking on me back in elementary school. Back then

everyone always said that Devin was weird and scary and to stay away from him. I never gave him

much thought until he saved me. After that we became best friends, we were inseperable. I don't

get why everyone called him weird or scary. He was nice and gentle when you got to know him.

He's just a bit shy. And somewhere down the road, I began falling deeper and deeper in love with

my best friend. I mean, he's funny, he's nice, he handsome, he's talented, and-- ugh! I sound like

one of those cheesy love stories that people read online. But it's true. Anyways, right now I'm about

to say goodbye to Devin because he's moving to California to try and kick off his carrer as

a singer. As if he's going to ave any trouble with that, he's amazing! I look up at him timidly like a

small child looks up at an adult. "So I guess this is it, huh?" Really? Out of all the things I could've

said, that's the best I could come up with? "Yeah, I'm really gonna miss you" he replied with all

honesty and a bit of sadness mixing in with his melodic voice. He grabbed me and gave me the

longest and saddest hug ever. I couldn't help but let a single tear roll down my copper-skin

cheek. We pull away and he notices my tear. Devin grabs my face with both of his hands and wipes

away my tear with his thumb. "Hey come on now, no crying. You're making it seem like you'll never

see me again." He told me trying to sound somewhat cheerful. " You're gonna skype me every night

right? You promise?" I said reminding him of our promise he made to me when he

first told me he was leaving. "I promise." Before either of us could say anything else, the driver

beeped the car horn signaling Devin that all his stuff was packed and it was time to go. " Bye

Shayne" he says to me right before kissing my forehead. Even though it's never meant more to him

than a peck on the forehead, it still made my cheeks burn. "Bye Devin" is all I can manage out. I'm

afraid if I say anything else, I won't be able to hold back my tears and I don't want him to see me cry

right now when I'm supposed to be happy for him. All I can do now is watch as he gets in the cab

and drives away down the street and out of my life. I walk through the door of my house and go

straight to my room upstairs feeling almost half-alive. I have to hold them in,

I can't let go yet. I walk in my room, close and lock the door, and slide down to the floor sobbing. I

couldn't hold them anymore. I can't do anything right now. I can't think straight, I can't stand up, I

don't even think I can crawl my way over to my bed. I just sit here and watch my tears fall on my hard