I unwillingly parted from the familiar field filled with memories, back home. When I got back there, my parents and Jame’s parents were waiting for me. Not one sign of James.

That’s when they told me James died.

Died.

I don’t remember anything else. All I remember is the word died.
I will never experience that type of pain ever in my life, ever again. My best friend. The one I relied on, knew everything about me, the one who knew when I was not okay… Gone. Dead.

He left me.
He broke his promise.
The only promise I cared about,
is the one that can never be recovered again.