Passing Afternoon

She's gone.

At sometime around 4 today, one of my best friends, Lana Knox, came to my house and told me goodbye. Tonight she is leaving for D.C., to start her year at American University.

I won't divulge much of our conversation, but as she left, she handed me a letter. When she was gone, I read the letter. A minute later, I was pacing the room trying to fight off tears. I listened to the CD Harry made me so long ago over and over again. I didn't think it would be this hard.

I love you.