It had been a week since graduation and I was packing up things in my room that I would be taking to college with me.

I was folding a shirt when I heard a knock on my window.

I looked over to see Zack standing there.

I laughed and opened it up letting him in.

He kissed me and smiled.

I smiled back at him.

"You look beautiful" he complimented me.

"Thank you" I said.

"What's with the big rush in packing? you have all summer to do that!" Zack says looking behind me at my suitcase.

I sighed.

I had to tell him even if it was going to break me, and him.

"Whats wrong?" Zack asked.

"Zack" I sighed again. "I'm leaving in a 2 days"

"Your not spending the summer here?" He asked "why? We're you just not going to tell me?"

"Zack listen" I played with my fingers. "I was going to tell you. It is just as hard on me. I was planning on spending the summer here but my parents think it'll be good if I go there now and get to know the campus and such"

He bit his lip sitting on my bed putting his head in his hands.

"No, this isn't how it was supposed to be" he said, he sounded more upset then ever.

I went and sat next to him.

I grabbed his hands putting them into my own.

"I'm sorry"

"Don't be, we can still call eachother everyday, write letters" he says, hope in his voice.

I look down.

I couldn't do that.
I needed a fresh start. I had to tell him straight up.

"It'll be too hard on the both of us. It's too much" I sighed.

He looked at me.

"So does this mean we're broken up?" He asked.

"I guess so" I sighed biting my lip not wanting to let a tear slip.

He got up off the bed and headed towards the window.

"I hope you love college" he said climbing out.

I watched as he climbed out for possibly the last time ever.

A tear slipped down my cheek.

"I love you" I whispered to myself.

I cried myself too sleep that night but I knew I was doing this for good.

For my future.

For my future job, for my future kids, for my future husband for my future family.

A new chapter was just beginning.