There are many beautiful things in this world. For example the way that the sky's reflection could be seen in your caramel brown eyes, or the way that your smile could glisten like the twinkly light in the sky at night. I also loved the way your chest would rise up and down when you laughed and the way you would tilt your head down just so that your chin could touch the top of my head when we hugged.

When we would walk home together 10 years ago, you would always slide your slim and larger hands into mine, knowing how well we fit into together so perfectly. Just like a puzzle piece. Our little 16 years old minds thought we could rule the world together....oh how stupid were we to think that. Silly you. Silly me.

I remember that in our 10th grade, you had finally confessed your feelings to me. Our innocent love was so pure, you and me, with our 16 year old minds promising for things to stay for eternity. But it does not.

Like all beautiful things in the world, it must come to an end. The glistening lakes will become sheets of ice. Trees so full and grand, will shed their voluminous hair. The flowers that bloom in May, will have no strength against time's scythe. Even the steel gates, something so strong, will rust away it's strength.

Oh how I really did love you. You were my medicine, my addiction, my armor. You were as warm as spring's day and like a breathe of fresh air.....but you were also my poison.

So tell me, Sora, tell me how-.....no, don't. Because 10 years ago we would have never expected this. And like all beautiful things, eventually, something so strong...must end.