I might have suspected something big was going to happen. The clues,

word answers when I asked him what he'd like to do for my birthday this year and most importantly the way he'd held me tight this morning and said something

his. I want to say it. For a moment I can't quite see right because of the tears, remaining unshed, hanging low on

e. The tears on his cheeks show a guy

a reso

He's saying goodbye because he knows this might be the last time he gets to hold me, this might be the last time he sees me, this might be the last time he kisses

irst time I held him. I wish I could turn back the time. To rewind. To start all over again. It was a happy time back then. When the only thing we worried about was his abusive father but knowing we'd get through it, together. But now the future i

hen I hear it drop to the ground, my heart kicks into my chest, then I dip my head

in. "Hey. Look

ense moment. His fingers trail from my waist to my ribs. A shiver

And I... um... I don't know if

ring this with you. Here-" he pulls a ring from his pocket

gone. Daniel had promised me I'd see it again, I wasn't hopeful. The odds that someone I know would've bought it weren't good. When I'd told him this, he'd taken my face between his large hands, looked me in the eye and in complete ear

remove his jeans. My heart's beating too quickly for it to be healthy. We just stand there, staring at each other for a moment. He pri