The Purpose Of My Life

"He left me..." I say getting teary eyed. "He left me here.... With nothing but my mother. Do you know how hard it is Jacob?" Now I'm not worried about crying. Let the tears flow, I say to myself. "Babe, it's okay. Shhh..." Jacob says, whispering in my ear. "No! It's not OK! He left me here! He left me with nothing! NOTHING AT ALL!!!" Jacob was silent after that. He probably knows that nothing he says will soothe me. Nobody can soothe me right now. "I'm really sorry...." I say to him, not looking him in the eye. He lifts my chin so my eyes meet his. There are still tears streaming down my face, slower than earlier, though. Before I can think of anything else to say, his lips crash into mine. It wasn't to long of a kiss, but it sent shivers down my spine. "Don't be sorry." He says looking right through my soul. I can feel when people do that. He plants a soft, subtle kiss on my lips, get's up and walks toward his house. "You coming?" he asks. I nod my head and wipe my tears away. I run to Jacob. He pulls me in a tight embrace. The feeling is unbearable, and I kiss his chest. He lifts me from the ground, and carries me home.