i clutch onto my luggage as my cheeks were wet with tears. i sniffle as i look up at him. "im gonna miss you" i whimper as i hug my lifelong bestfriend.
"so am i em. please, always text me & facetime me & write me letters" he pulled away as i smile & nodded. "always" i wipe my eyes.
"there's something you need to know before you leave. i can't say this over a letter or text." he sighed as his breathing became shaky.
he handed me a box first as i looked at him. "it's a gift, so that you never forget me" i open the velvet box & there laid a beautiful gold-rose necklace.
it was his initial with diamonds.
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(imagine the 'j' a little smaller. i don't like it's a little too big & im too lazy to find a different one)
"joel, this is too much. i can't accept this, it probably cost you a fortune" i gasp as i try to hand it back before he nods.
"it was worth it love" he smiles as he hands it back & i admire it & a gloss of tears blur my vision. "thank you so much" i barely whisper, afraid my voice was gonna crack.
he pulled me into a hug as we just embraced each other before we parted. "i have to tell you something emily, something important" his hands trembled.
i nod as i grab his hand, reassuring him it was alright as he inhales a deep breathe before he poured his heart out.
"you've been my bestfriend since freaking birth" he chuckles lightly as i nod, letting him know i was listening as i looked him in the eyes.
"we have been through so much together, ive seen you go through some really dark times & you've seen me go through my dark times too. we've been by our sides through laughter & tears & heartbreaks & rough times but we never left each other"
he looked down before inhaling a shaky breathe. "ove- over the years.." he cleared his throat & i knew he was nervous.
"your fine, take a deep breath & talk when you're ready" i let my thumb softly rub his incredibly soft skin that i never understood how he kept so soft.
"over the years, i've had this feeling in my heart & stomach. this feeling i never understood until i spoke with my mom about. we spent hours talking about "this feeling" i felt"
he looks me in the eyes & nods, "she told me she felt this way the first time she realized she was in love with my dad" he chocked up before clearing his throat again.
"em, i think-" i nod my head as i look at him. "don't say it joel" i gulp as i look at him. he can't say he's in love with me. not now.
"emily, please" he begs as i let go of his hand & i whimper at the lost of contact. "why now? what the fuck joel? why now?" i stomp my foot.
