FALLEN

And for the first time in my life, I wanted to talk to someone.

I wanted to know him, be with him.”

Silent tears roll down my cheeks and I ruffle Nate’s hair, making sure my voice doesn’t wake him up.

“For the Annual Concert, we sang Falling in Love together. That’s how we became friends. And then – really close friends. He would skip food sometimes and then faint the way he did, that day.

He never told me the problem, but now I think I know, it was because he was alone. Troubled. Unloved.

He would be there every time I missed mom, and he used to have problems with his parents. We would talk, and eventually he got closer to them. I don’t know, wha-

We would play guitar together, and get chocolates, and run on fields. We were having a blast. I had never been happier. He was the first and only, after Dad.”

My voice chokes and I close my eyes momentarily. Every memory revolves around me, enveloping me in a happy bubble. I have had so much with him.