We first met when we were young.
I liked you ever since that day.
We stayed best friends for 10 years.
Then we were 17.
Your grandpa died who had raised you for 15 years since your parents were never home.
I tried to be there but you said you were fine.
You weren't.
Then you liked someone else.
I supported your relationship.
You got upset when she ignored you, you worried about her.
I got upset at you because you barely talked to me anymore.
I said you didn't care about me.
You said I was stupid for thinking that.
We didn't talk for a day or two.
You asked me if I was okay.
I said I was fine.
I wasn't.
You two broke up.
You said you were okay.
You weren't.
My dad died.
I said I was okay.
I wasn't.
We were both broken.
We both said we were fine.
We both hid away in the shadows, putting on masks of happiness.
We pretended to be happy, then my mask fell.
You saw how broken I was.
But you just made your mask thicker, and I put my mask on again.
We went back to the beach where we first met those 10 years ago.
Your mask fell into the ocean and floated away.
I helped you to wipe away the tears, but you pushed me away, hiding your face.
You ran.
I ran after you.
You left me at the beach we met, and along with it your mask.
I went home in tears as I lost you.
I awoke to a sobbing mother, a warm hug, and horrible news.
I ran to the beach that morning.
I saw that you not only left your mask at that beach but your life as well.
The officers made me look away but the image of you stained red remained.
My mask fell and I have not replaced it.
I walk by that beach every day.
I see little us making sandcastles and smiling.
I see me in love with you.
I see happiness that I no longer see anymore.
I see you and me,
I see us on that beach.
A/N: Yes this is Brallon, you may interpret it in Brendon's POV or Dallon's. I don't know why I made this, I'm just very emotional but don't worry I always get like this. I just hope you all do well, you can take your mask off now and talk to me if you need. Love you all.
-Sammy
