Whilst the summer breeze blew around him Arthur sat on the edge of the quiet road, his emerald eyes glistening with salty tears, small hands clasped together. His best friend, ________, was moving away. The two had been friends since practically birth, and were as thick as thieves. They were completely inseparable. Now, ________ was leaving him.
Her father had gotten an amazing job proposition in America, and he had jumped at the offer. Her family needed the money, since they weren't exactly rolling in money. Arthur on the other hand, was better off. He came from a wealthy family and had never needed to ask for anything, because of this his young mind couldn't contemplate why they had to move. He only knew that he would miss her, with all his heart and soul.
"Artie?" a soft voice called.
Arthur looked up and dashed away his tears. __________ stood before him, wearing a pretty, pink summer-dress. Her hair was tied into two plaits on each side of her head which bounced every time she took a step.
"H-hello _________" Arthur croaked out, "Have you finished packing?"
She plopped herself down next to him.
"I-yes. I came to say goodbye to you, Mummy said to hurry up because we're leaving soon...."
Silence ensued as both children gazed at the road. It was the middle of August, the peak of summer, and the sun was at it's highest. Scorching people's skin and causing the tarmac to heat up and make the view seem hazy.
After a minute or two, _________ turned to Arthur with tears brimming in her large (e/c) orbs.
"I'm going to miss you Artie, so much. I don't want to go away, but Mummy and Daddy say that we need to. I think they're being silly!" The last sentence came out of her mouth with certain vehemence, causing Arthur to turn to her in shock.
"__________ don't speak like that. You're parents are doing this for you, I think....... will you really miss me?" he questioned, quietly.
"Of course!" she cried, "This much!" ________ spread her small arms wide.
"I'll miss you even more than that ________. I'll miss you to the moon and back!"
With that Arthur threw his arms around _______.
"I love you. Please don't forget me." He whispered in her ear.
"I love you too Artie, and I could never, ever forget you. Never." she replied, kissing his cheek, whilst tears streaked down her face.
Arthur drew back and dragged his thumb over _________'s cheeks, drying her tears, smiling sadly.
"We'll find each other again, you know." He murmured, "When we grow up, we'll see each other again. I promise."
Arthur's heart burned, and his throat felt as if it was on fire from holding back tears. Taking __________'s hand he kissed her knuckles, then let her go.
"Go. You're mother's waiting. You can't be late." He mumbled out.
"I'll find you again." She said.
________ looked back at him one last time, hugged him once more, then she walked away from him. Blowing a kiss as she went.
Arthur's grass-green eyes overflowed as his tears spilled, staining his round cheeks. He drew his knees into his chest and cried his heart out. His half-grown mind registered nothing but loss, nothing else seemed to matter. Not the soft, summer breeze, nor the way in which the trees seemed to rustle. As if they were whispering to each other. None of this mattered in the least to him, because she was gone.....