Gone

That day where everything changed, he dissapeared. It was late october, the world was full or vivid leaves dancing in the wind. I waited for him in what he named "OUR tree"(hence the OUR). Seconds turned to minutes, minutes turned to hours, then finally a voice in my head whispered, "GO. TO. HIS. HOUSE."

I didnt even have a second to think about my actions before i started darting through the woods off the road to his house. I didnt bother knocking, i just flung his door open & ran through his house screaming his name.

I dashed up the stairs to his room, & there i found him, laying next to his guitars, with a bullet in a head & a gun in his hand. His body was cold & lifeless, just like this town. Me being the idiot that i am thought that if i kissed him he would come back to me & everything would be back to normal. But all i felt was his hard, cold lips against mine. Not even one firework. I didnt know what to do, i wanted to cry so badly but i couldent.

His voice, faint, but strong boomed insided my head, "Dont cry, when you cry the world turns into an ugly place, more than it already is." I had the urge to just lay beside him hoping i would just die next to him but i started to run back down the stairs to grab his phone, (i dont have a phone, hello no friends beside him) i ran back upstairs to be close to him, but his body was gone. Like a memory.