SITTING ON THE BACK of her father's car, she leaned her head back, looking up to the roof. It was her graduation day, and all she could think of is him. The boy she fell in love with, the boy who knew her better than anyone, the boy who comforted her and made her feel special, and finally the boy who broke her heart. She could only think about how it was her graduation day, and she would never see him again; she would never hear his voice, hug him or simply be around him.
Tears welled up in her eyes and furiously streamed down her face while she felt her throat closing up. There was a combination of pain, anger, and sadness flooding her heart and her head. And it was all so overwhelming that she couldn't think straight; all she could do was cry until her throat felt sore and even blinkin
