Why Me?

I tried. Tried so hard to not cry. But once the first one fell, it all spilled over at once. The tears splattered all over his clothed shoulder, dampening the fabric. My body trembled and my sobs became violent. All he did was hold me tighter, I realized I wasn’t making this easy for him at all. Soon enough his grip was so tight it felt like I couldn’t breathe, and small sobs broke through his lips. We both pulled back enough to take in each others features. I looked directly into his cerulean eyes and got lost in them. All the love and adoration I had for this blonde haired boy and I was forced to let him go so he could continue his journey through life. No longer going to be my next door neighbor, no longer being the boy I could run to with all my problems, no longer being able to be their for me. He did all these things for me because we we’re best friends, almost brother and sister. He was such an amazing person, so good at anything he did, and it was always something I feared about him, especially with the fact that he never did give up. I always knew this one day would come when he would take one of his amazing abilities to the next step, but never did I wish he would pick music. His one best talent. I knew without a doubt he’d make it on the X-factor. And he’d be forced to leave me, and everyone else behind. I always knew once he’d left he wouldn’t come back, never would he ever, because someone with that much capability could never be turned down. And I knew one day he’d be ruling the world, spreading the joy of his angelic voice and the harmonic strums of his guitar. And that’s exactly what he did.