Take a Photograph, It'll Be The Last

Forgive me if I stutter from all of the clutter in my head
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Lizzy moved through the halls. Today was her best friend Don's birthday. She missed him dearly and she wished she could be home to spend it with his family. She wore a black Journey shirt because he had given that to her right before she left three summers ago. Journey was his favorite band and she wanted to celebrate him today. She wore a pair of converse he gave her and on the toes of the shoes he had written "You're the" on the left foot and "best ever!" on the right foot. She was also wearing a pink mini skirt and black leggings that he said looked "super smexy" on her. She missed him so much. They were dating when she went off to school and they had continued dating up until her fourth year. She still loved him and that stupid yellow headband he always wore. Her first real kiss was with that boy and her first real love was with that boy. He would always have a little piece of her heart, and she would always have a little peice of his heart. They both had never had a boyfriend/girlfriend before each other and they both knew that they loved each other. She could remember all those times when they would run around his yard and throw water balloons at each other just to do something. They would also sneek off into the woods every now and then to just walk and talk. They had a very serious relationship and when he left her, she was more than devistated. She wouldn't leave her bed for almost a week unless to eat just a little something.


She found herself on the North Tower crying. The sweet night sky was a little colder than usual and the stars shone brightly overhead, like a spotlight shining driectly on the North Tower just for her. She held onto her backpack filled with esentials. She fell to her knees right then and there, crying uncontrollably. Through the tears she pulled out the things from her backpack and set them up the way she wanted. Each candle placed in order by height. She lit them all with a long match and she cried more and more with each candle that was lit. She sat there for a minute and whiped the tear from her cheek. She thought of what his family would be doing for him now. Would they be throwing a pary or would they just visit him to say happy birthday. If she could, she would have told him that she loved him. She would have still been with him if it wasn't for the stupid drunk semi-driver who decided to drive through their town on the same day that all her friends were driving around sober for the first time in months. Her band was now forever in heaven. She pulled out the most important item from her bag, a picture of all of them playing music and Don looking stupidly at the camera. The last picture they had all taken together. She played their favorite song of all time. 'For You I Will' by Teddy Geiger. She could remember the day vividly of their accident.

She was merely a fourth year Hufflepuff who's friends decided to hang out. The first time they were sober in months. Don had called her earlier that day to tell her how much he loved her, but she was sleeping when he had called. She had decided to call him the next day because she was super busy with exams that day. She got a call later that night by Don's mother crying. She explained what had happened and Lizzy felt horrible. The last time she had talked to him, she almost broke up with him for being such a douche. She felt horrible. She loved him, that was for sure, she had given him everything and now he was gone. He left her forever. She ran up to the North Tower that night and cried horribly for hours then woke up the next day lying on the hard floor of the tower with this feeling of emptiness in her. She walked back to her room and stayed there for then next week.

She kissed her finger and placed it on Don's face.

"I miss you so much." she said, "I still love you and I want you back so bad. I miss you holding my hand and kissing me goodnight with my dad peaking out of the window. I miss you laughing at the way I do stupid things like fall down your basement stairs. You were the other half of me so there is a part of me missing. Please, I know you can't but, I just want you back with me. How can I only live with only half of my heart?"


She whiped another tear from her eyes and stared at the picture of her first and only love.

"Happy birthday Don." she whispered through the sobs.