I never told him why I was leaving and he would never see me again. Something told me I should've, but I just never did. I couldn't bear to tell him the truth, so every time I used to see him smirking with his friends, smiling at me, pecking me on the lips, my heart would shatter again and again. I should've never done it. Never confessed, never told him how I felt.
All it would bring us is misery.
Hi, my name's Zach. I just found out my girlfriend is leaving to move houses in America, and that I would never see her again. She told me never to stay in touch. She said it would hurt both of us too much. Even though I told her she was over-reacting, every single time she held my hand, and looked at me with those silver green eyes, I knew there was a meaning behind her words...
The week's up, and now I say goodbye to Zach. Forever. Knowing I will never hear his happy laughter, goofy grins and happy laughs.
I love you.
She left me. She left me with a broken heart. She just shut shop, told me she would always love me, and joined her miserable looking parents, Joanna and Jacob. I had never seen them that miserable before. I always thought something was up, but I never bothered pushing her into it.
Goodbye, world. I love you so much, Zachary.
Three weeks have passed since Keri and her parents left. And all of a sudden, her parents are crying on our doorstep, telling me they'll explain everything.
My girlfriend, Keri Moore, had cancer. She had a week left to live.
I never gave her a joyful week.
So when I look at these pills that I've taken out, ready to swallow them, I notice a letter waiting beside my bed, in a small pink envelope with lipstick on.
Hey Zach. I told your mum and dad to give you this after my parents probably came crying at your doorstep.
Listen, there was a reason for me not to tell you. I just wanted you to be normal around me on our last week, and for you not to worry about me at all. I just wanted everything to be like it normally is, but it probably wasn't. Haha.
Listen, I just want you to know that I love you. I love you so much, that I don't want you to do anything reckless. Don't kill yourself, don't turn to depression, I beg you not to. I don't want you to be in pain. Hey, chin up and don't cry about me! I know I'm perfect, but there's no need to be upset that much! (This is just me making assumptions that you're not partying and celebrating that I'm... dead). You're an awesome dude, and I want you to find a beautiful, sweet girl to fall in love with, name a kid after me, get a good job and live with content. Just know that I absolutely abhor the idea of you going out with Stacey, so if you do, you can rot in hell!
But anyway, please, I just want to let you know I had my reasons for being so secretive. I care about you too much to make you worry like that. I'm always thinking that I was so lucky to have such an amazing life with you!
I love you so much, Zachary Stewart!
Love, your Ker Bear :)
Why did you have to die? What did you ever do to deserve to suffer like this? Why?
I'm sorry Keri, but I'd rather join you than live a painful life.
Shaking, I cram ten tablets into my mouth, sloppily drinking down the water. I choke.
Dear parents, beloved,
Keri is a person I cannot live without. Literally.
How is it fair that she couldn't live? She couldn't breathe for one more day? She couldn't give me her dazzling smile like she normally did?
I miss her so much, I'll do anything to be with her again. I'm desperate, okay? It wasn't her fault. Nothing was! She was as innocent as a butterfly, yet they chose to take her life.
I love you all so much. But I can't bear to live without her. Please understand this.
Love, your son and friend.
Next week found hysterical, grieving families and friends preparing two funerals.
And only a little boy of only four saw the two teenagers madly in love sitting next to each other on a bench, gazing into each other's eyes.