I found myself in that little empty field again, laying, wondering. The cool breeze and the soft feeling of the grass brought me back to that night. The night that changed everything. That night that would’ve made this night impossible. It was fall time about a year ago and you brought me here for the first time. The night was cool, the sun was set, and the air was full of warmth. The kind of warmth you felt on the inside, not the outside. It was the good kind. It was about 10pm and we were sitting across from eachother. We talked and talked. Talked about anything and everything. It was when you threw your head back laughing, saying to me,”you know, you sure do make my days brighter” that I knew I was totally hooked. You may not know it, but from then on, you became my best friend. I told you all of my secrets and all of my dreams. We spent all of our time together, doing homework, eating lunch. It was when you called me one night asking if I could meet you at our special place that I had decided it was time to tell you. Tell you how I was really feeling. I explained to you the longing I had for you, the feelings that have escalated over time. After that night, you changed. You pulled away, scared and ignoring me. Now, as I am laying in this empty field without you, I realize the truth. I miss you, I miss my best friend, one of the few people I can tell everything to. All I wanted was your frendship back. When I opened my eyes, I saw you. The real you. You were sitting afar but I could spot you from miles away. Then I saw her walk up and lay her head in your lap. I simply gathered my things and walked away silently, knowing this was no longer a place I was welcome. With tears in my eyes, I had finally realized I never mattered to you. And that it was now time for me to finally move on.