The Hardest Thing To Say Is Goodbye

Saturday was Dante's funeral. I laid in bed for awhile wishing today would go away and Dante would return. "Sunny we got to go. You don't want to be late." Soda yelled. I sighed knowing what I had to do. We got to the church and I went to find Sammi. The whole gang was there for support. "Sunny we got everything set up. Are you ready?" Sammi asked. "Yeah. Just nervous. I hope Dante like's it." I replied. "He will. I know he's watching and here is his lucky necklace. He would want you to have it." She said. I hate music and I hadn't sang in forever but I sung my heart out for Dante that day. His family had asked me to sing "Bye bye" by Mariah Carey and "Who you would be today" by Kenny Chesney. I wasn't sure at first but my cousin Emily had talked me into it. Dante gave his life for Sammi's and mine so I didn't mind though it hurt so much and broke my heart to say goodbye.
I clutched Dante's necklace as I stood at his grave. I wiped my tears and turned to Soda, "Im going to go for a walk." I told him. He hugged me before saying "Come home when your read." I waved and then headed to the secret spot where Dante use to take Sammi and me on Sunday's. It was our place to chill and relax. A place away from socs and other things that bothered us. I stood watching the waves go in and out. I reached up and touched Dante's lucky necklace which was now hanging from my neck. I didn't want to say goodbye. "This is not fair." I yelled at nothing or anyone in particular. I mean Dante was only 21 years old. He was suppose to marry his fiance Silena in the fall and she was due with their first child in December. She just found out she was having a boy. I felt for that boy. There would be no baseball games, his dad wouldn't teach him how to fight, and most of all he would never get to know his father. I thought of this and how the hardest thing to say is goodbye. With tears pouring down my face I whispered, "Goodbye Dante."