The boy with no name

I watched as Kodo slowly faded in the distance. looking over at my dad I could not believe this moment had finally come, the moment I had been imaging for what seemed like forever. I was glad to be leaving, yes I was glad but deep down inside I could feel my heart ache for this home that I had grown to known. I Traced the twin bracelet on my wrist with my fingers. Kodo boy would I miss my best friend. But it was okay I was going home, I could finally get on with my life but a part of me worried about what would happen to Kodo. STOP I told myself inside my head give it a break already he will be fine. " The first thing I am going to do when we get back is get a cup of coffee" I looked up at my dad " I am looking forward to hot water" My dad smiled at me "is it odd that I am going to miss this place"? he asked. I could feel my throat tense up and a lump forming no no no your not going to cry. "It would be stupid to think that" I choke out, once the tears start they are hard to stop. "You will forget" my dad reassures me walking towards the other end of the ship. yeah I will forget that is what I am most scared of. why is saying goodbye the hardest thing? why do we not realize how special moments are until they pass? so you may be wondering why I left. I Had a choice and I am scared that I picked wrong.