Him...

It was him. After all this time. After months of enduring pain. He just shows up. For what? Why? Should I blame him? Blame him for the pain that I have. It was always just the two of us. Us against the world. But then he just casts me aside like I’m nothing, just a waste of space. So why, why is he here? I want to scream and yell at him for everything he’s done. But in truth he hasn’t done anything wrong. It was my fault. Everything that had happened had been my fault. It was all me. I’m the reason he had to do what he did. If I hadn’t done that maybe I wouldn’t be here. I want to go back. Not to the people who exiled me and casted me aside. I want to go back to when we didn’t have to worry about anything and be kids. That was so long ago. I don’t even remember the last time I was able to just be a kid. Maybe I can. Maybe we can leave this place for good. Leave everything. The war, the fighting, the responsibilities, all of it. Tears rolled down my face even thinking about it. I just want to forget. Forget everything that happened. I just want my best friend back. I looked up. He was still there. I ran to him tears rolling down my face thinking of all the things we could do, thinking of how we can be kids and do stupid things again. I opened my arms to hug him, my best friend. I fell forward but I caught myself before I could fall. What? But? I looked behind me and saw nothing. He was just there! I saw him! But before I could think about it any longer he called. Oh… It was just my imagination. Heh… How could I be so stupid. He never cared. But he does…