That One Guy

Before I left Louisiana I met this boy. His name was Thomas. He was nice to me. Sometimes we would sit at his house and talk for hours about life. That's when we started dating. He told me that he loved me and would never stop. Then the day came when I got arrested. About an hour before he kissed me, Right on the lips for what felt like forever. He told me he didn't want me to steal because it was dangerous. That was the last time I saw him. When I got to new York I call my sister to see if she had seen. him and she told that he had killed himself. He told her before he did it that life without me was not worth living. I cried for days knowing that my one true love was gone . I thought about killing myself too but that would kill my grandpa.He was the one person I loved besides my grandpa. He cared for me. And for him to die was tragic. But I must move on with life.


R.I.P. THOMAS ZACHARY