Out of my life

--------this is not really a poem but more like a story. something that happened to me yesterday that ii can't stop thing bout & can't stop crying------- ='(

well every single summer ii come to puerto rico. buh this summer was AMAZING Better then all the rest.i met this guy. one of my bestfriends best guys friends.his names luis.we had this amazing "date" nott really date but to us. it felt lik it. cuz we felt like the only two people on earth. we kep staring at each other. for the first time ever in a long time. i believed in love again. just one kiss he did that.he made me a bracelet its so funny cuz its not really put together right buh ii cherish it a lot lol.
ii call it "the best day of my life bracelet". then summer ended here but ii was still in puerto rico. but school started here & we saw each other less & less. it came to that point that we haven't even spoken. we were dieing inside. u may ask. how do u know he was feeling the same way. ii just do. ii just did. u could see it in his eyes. then yesterday ii slept over my best friends house for the last time cuz ii was going bak to n.y. he came by & they talked but i just couldn't come out. they called me. but i couldn't see his face. knowing that might be the last time ii ever see him again. atleast for a year. buh u never know what might happen in the future.well my mom came to pick me up . i glanced at him.turning away quickly, silent tears streaming down my face,memories & pictures passing in my mind. kep thinking over & over "this is it,the last time you'll ever see him or true love ever agin, its back to reality,kyddo"den he left ,skating out of my life ,forever,with that green shirt.the back of his head was the last thing ii saw. but before he left he smiled at me & turned away too. ii know he felt that pain as well. memories,tears,laughs,scars is all ii have left. they all lye in the bracelet he gave me this summer ='( sad isn't it? if it isn't to u ,oh fckin well u had to be there :'(

please someone make me laugh ='( ii wanna die.