• The sky turned balck, and the waves startes crashing against each other. I was waiting for my boy friend to return, from his vacation to Hawaii. I had received a text from him, saying that he wanted to meet me here at 10:30, his plane landed at 9:30. He had sent me a disturbing text saying that we needed to "TALK". I could only guess what that ment, because he never replied back to my, About what sentance. The cold air was rushing against my face, and just when the last bit of faith I had to wait for him left, he slowly arose from the muggy fog.

    I stood up, and decided that if I was going to not cry in his face, I would run up and hug him. When I reached him he stood aside, and let me go past him without so much as a shoulder bump. I was turning around when I noticed there was a girl in front of me. I was so shocked, I turned away and ran, without thinking. Ryan caught up with me, and pulled me towards him. A silent tear slowly fell to my feet, and he wiped my cheek. The girl was dragging on behind him. He pulled me forth and whispered in my ear, that she is his new girl friend. Those 3 words " New girl friend" cut my heart like shards of glass. I started crying, and this time when I ran he didn't come after me.

    My bed was damp, and red when I woke up, for I had been crying all night, and I was so depressed that I cut myself to make the pain hurt less. I ended up causeing more pain. It was around 2:00 when the doorbell rang and a semi tall man handed me gift basket, and said I don't know who it's from. I was happy for once that day, until I opened it. Inside was only a letter, and a peice of heart chocolate, I didn't even have to read the card to know who it was from. My eyes were dropping one tear at a time, until I was finished reading it.

    "The end was colse. The life we had together was fun, and I hope you enjoyed it to. But it wasn't ment to last forever."

    Nobody signed it, and there was no XoxOoxx as usual. Just those words. I riped up the paper and tossed it into the fire pit. Than left my house. In the same clothes I was wearing yesterday, and all cut up. I thought why should I care. Why... My life is ruined, and worthless. I wanted to die, but I wanted to kill him more.

    I walked out of my apartment complex, andout into the streets, down the road, up the 30 foot tall hill, and went to his house. Knocked on the door, and left the heart chocolate. Nobody answered, so I walked back up to the house and was going to sit there till someone came to the house. 3 hours later they came home, but they didn't notice me, and infact I didn't notice them till the night fell, and clattering nosies started in the house.

    I peeked through the window, and saw it. They were on the couch kissing and going about, but not like furious, just like we are in love. I could only watch for a second, before I had to turn away.

    I silently walked to the door, but before I knocked, I felt sick. I threw up all over the patio, and than I passed out. They must have heard my either vomit, or fall, because before I was completely gone, I saw his face.

    The hospital lights were almost blinding, and the smell was of dead people. I reached for the bed rail, when a hand came and reached for mine. When I looked up the hand, past the arm, and to his face. I saw...Him. His eyes were red, blotchy faced, and he was crakely in his voice. He said he was so sorry. He had never ment for this to happen, never ment for me to get hurt. But I was. I was to weak to go home, but I left anyway.

    It was 3 years later when He died. He was killed in a car crash, and me I keep living. Alone, but I am still the same girl, who looked up at the black sky,and watched the crashing waves.