Day By Day, Life Goes On

“Guys!!”

It was Mikey. Again.

Third. Time. Today.

I groan, sitting up off of the floor.

We had just been laying there enjoying each other.

“Yes?” Frankie asks slowly.

I didn’t blame him for sounding annoyed.

I felt annoyed.

“I’m leaving tomorrow!”

“For?” I ask slowly.

“Europe! For three months!”

It was sad.

I saw him every day for the last six years.

And now I wouldn’t.

“Aww Mikes! I saw you every day for six years!”

Mikey had been healing us both for six years.

He knew. That we couldn’t stay apart.

“Write to us?”

“Yeah, of course guys.”