The Closeness

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Alex

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Sarah

POV - Alex.

   I ran into my house and shut the door quickly, panting. Punching the wall as hard as I could, I sank down against the wall and hugged my knees and cried. I remember when Sarah and I were at the beach and holding hands... It was like holding her heart. That day was so beautiful, and Sarah was looking as beautiful as always. The memory was just about haunting me.
   I wish I could just hold her hand and heart again. Sadly, I don't think that will ever happen. Sarah, my ex girlfriend, moved to a different city. She forgot all about me and got together with another boy in her new school. The only reason I found out was because a friend of hers told me. As you can see, I didn't take it so well. I'll wait for her forever, if I have to though... I hope she remembers me.

(Two Years Later)

   Well, it doesn't take a genius to figure out that she's never going to talk to me again, or even tell me that we can just be friends... Quickly, I grabbed a piece of paper and began to write;
   "The closeness that I get from you is like the feeling of the first man that walked the moon... And it's so unreal... But I suppose you don't have a clue... The city sleeps, and so do you... But God, I'm wide awake and I'm watching you. And it's so surreal, but it feels so real..."

POV - Sarah.

   I checked my mail, as I did every other day. But today there was something unusual inside... There was a note. Opening it quickly hoping it's something good, I realized it was from Alex... Oh god. I can't believe I forgot all about him... Reading the note quickly, I broke down and cried. Honestly, I had no idea he felt so strongly for me...
   It's much too late for us to try to be together now, though, there's just too much risk. There are, basically, fifty states that seperate us, along with oceans and rivers and valleys, you name it. There's nothing that I can do now, other than safely hide the note underneath my bed.

POV - Alex.

   I realize now, after two months of her not writing back, that there was no hope for us. This horrible truth all but killed me. An unofficial "yet" hung in the air of my thoughts as I sadly walked over to the phone and dialed the number of the liquor store and ordered a large box full of rum and beer and wine, all the extras and such. As soon as it was delivered, I drank. Hard. I didn't stop drinking until I passed out.
   Finally, I decided that drinking wasn't enough. I grabbed some old medicines that I used to have to take, and some that I still take and decided to overdose. The pain was too much to bear, and I wasn't willing to bear it alone. I began throwing out my things, I sold my car and gave away my clothes to good will.
   One day, my bottle slipped out of my hands. I bent down from my seat to pick it up, and suddenly everything went black. I couldn't see, hear, speak, smell, taste, nothing... Everything in my life was finally gone, including me...

POV - Sarah.

   I pulled into my driveway from school, and my phone began to ring. Answering it, I said with a happy tone, "Hello?"
     "Hello, is this Sarah?" said a horribly sad, deeply hurt voice from the other end. I didn't recognize it.
     "Yes, hello, who is this?" I said, keeping up my cheery tone.
     "This is Alex's mother... I don't know how else to tell you, but-" her voice cracked on the other end, and she began sobbing. I could hear somebody grab the phone out of her hands, and a man said, "Hello, Sarah. This is Alex's father. Alex passed away today..."
   His voice cracked and he sniffled quietly, then continued, "He abused alchohol and overdosed on his medicine..."
     "Oh, my lord... I am so sorry." I said, a tear falling from my eye. The pain stung. Bad.
     "It's not your fault-" Alex's father sniffed hard and took a deep breath, "Could you please attend his funeral? It's going to be this Saturday."
     "Oh, yes... Of course." I said, taking a deep breath. My chest felt hollow, and another tear escaped my eye. I wiped it away quickly.
     "Thank you... I'll see you there." Alex's father said, then hung up the phone. I leaned against the window, covered my face with my sweater, and cried.

   I was at the funeral now. All the faces of Alex's siblings and family members looked at me with tear filled eyes. I must look a lot like them, tears dripping unwillingly from my eyes. I looked over to the closed coffin, where Alex laid with his eyes shut. He must be so peaceful, now...
     "It's your turn to speak, Sarah." Alex's mother said, wiping her eyes and trying to force a smile that didn't quite meet her eyes.
  Quickly, I stood and walked beside his coffin and wiped my eyes once more. I shook horribly from being extremely nervous. I had no idea what to say, until it finally came to me.
     "The closeness that I get from you is like the feeling of the first man that walked the moon... And it's so unreal... But I suppose you don't have a clue... The city sleeps, and so do you... But God, I'm wide awake and I'm watching you. And it's so surreal, but it feels so real..."
   I ran out of the church, tears pouring from my eyes. I ran and ran, until I was at my house...

POV - Alex.

     "To me..." I finished off for her. I was watching down at Sarah from heaven, and it made me smile, seeing her recite what I wrote for her. I tried to communicate with her, even though I knew it was useless.
     "You know... The first time that I ever set eyes on you, it was like I... Finally had a reason to smile. It was something real, something raw, something so true... I didn't know how else to tell you. In fact, I didn't know how to get your attention. The thought of living with out you..." I took a deep breath, then finished, "That was more than I could handle."

POV - Sarah.

     "The closeness that I get from you is like the feeling of the first man that walked the moon... And it's so unreal... But I suppose you don't have a clue..." I whispered, walking inside my home and quickly shutting the door. I grabbed my bottle of pills and quickly poured out five into my hand and took them all, knowing that was much, much more than what I should've taken. I laid down and fell asleep...
   The next morning... I didn't wake up.

POV - Alex.

     "The city sleeps, and so do you... But God, I'm wide awake and I'm watching you. And it's so surreal, but it feels so real..." I finished for Sarah, as I watched her slip away. Her spirit, just as beautiful as her, floated up into the air and she stood beside me. I smiled at her greatfully.
     "I love you." She said.
     "I love you too, Sarah..."

This story is based on the song The Closeness by Evermore Escape. I have no intentions of copywriting the song. I just heard the song and it had such a great story line that... Well... Why not make such a beautiful, Romeo & Juliet style-like story about it?