it was almost the perfect night. Almost. The air was cool but not too cold, the sky was a deep shade of purple with bursts of fireworks lighting it up. All was amazing besides the underlying anxiety that filled you.

you were going to tell him earlier... but you just couldnt. You couldn't let him look at you like you had a ticking time bomb on your friendship. You see, you hadn't told him, you were leaving. Going almost across the entire ocean, despite your begging, because of your dad's job. You couldn't find the time...

You two were sitting down in the grass, away from the usual crowd of people or tourists. The sky lit up every few seconds, the colors of red, blue, green, and pink making his face light up as he laid in the grass. You couldnt keep delaying this. You had to tell him. The air smelled of gunpowder and the faint scent of popcorn and fried foods. You felt as if the entire world was crushing on you as you saw him turn his face to you.

"You okay?" he asked with a small smile dancing across his beautiful face.