this is good bye.

i guess this is my waying of saying good bye. i don't know if you'll ever read this. the night of tag, the incouragement to skip dinner with my mom, hearing the truth even though you should've lied, being called in tears, hearing the five year old shakey voice, the flowing of the water, burning in the cemetary, and the kiss that never came will all be remembered. i have no word to describe it, but you were there, so you know anyway. i'm sad it has ended, but good bye.