It's the first summer day and we were at the school rooftop. It was late. The sunset started and the sky became more than blue. I felt an unidentified feeling, I wasn't sad but it was a type of sadness. It was a mixture of some nostalgic blue feelings.
We wanted to runaway, we ended up here. But it was enough to forget what really happend at home. You were next to me and you had your eyes closed, I closed them for some seconds to see what you could be feeling right now. I realized the cool breeze sounded beautiful.
"Will it be worth it?" You asked. I opened my eyes and yours were already open. You were staring at the sky.
"We can say we tried. And it's not like we aren't going to see each other ever again, right? What can we loose with trying?" I said. You could find sadness in my voice. I found it in your eyes.
"This." You looked at me and I looked back. You showed me a sad smile.
"It's probably the best. We have to follow what our heart wants, right? If everyone says it, it might mean something, don't you think?" Suddenly I feel an unsure feeling. I will miss you, alot.
"Everyone also says friendships do not last forever. They tear apart, naturally. I do not want that to happen to us."
The sky has a hint of purple now. It looks beautiful. You look beautiful.
"If we can manage to keep this going, it will not tear apart. We will still have plenty of days were we will have to runaway. And I do not think someone else will understand this feeling. Neither do we." You smiled.
But deep down we knew, this would be the last time we see each other.