"I miss you," I said while he smiled, looking at me through the screen. "I miss you too, Adeline, but we have all of the summer to be together, and, after that, we have forever."

Little did I know our forevers weren't the same.

Agh, it's finally summer; I can't wait to see Nathaniel today. We have many plans for this summer, including picnic dates at the park, dips in the lake, and dancing under the stars. I can't believe Nathaniel Walker and I, Adeline Rose, have been dating for three years now. It's crazy how time flies by so quickly. I honestly can't wait for the day he gets on one knee and asks me to marry him because I know I want to spend the rest of our lives together.

(Knock knock)

"Hey, gorgeous," Nathaniel said as he walked in the door.

"Ready to go see the new Jurassic World movie?"

"Yes, I'm so excited I've been waiting for it to come out for months!"

This was the first of many dates to come this summer. We had so many others and made many beautiful memories to remember and cherish. There is one memory in particular that I will never forget for good and bad reasons. It was the Fourth of July, and Nathaniel had planned the day for us. We started with a beautiful picnic at the park, then we got in the car and went to the lake to celebrate. I vividly remember a big tree; hanging from it was a rope and a tire connected to it. And, without hesitation, Nathaniel stripped down into his swim trunks and swung into the lake on the tire swing. Nathaniel popped his head out and let out a scream.

"Woo, get in, come on get in."

"No," I exclaimed.

"Adeline Rose, don't make me come out to throw you in."

"Oh, you wouldn't dare."

"Trust me; I would."

Nathaniel then rose out of the water and started to run towards me.

"No! Nathaniel!"

"Okay, but are you gonna get in then?"

"Fine, but I'm not using that ridiculous tire swing."

I sat on the dock with my feet in the water for a while, watching Nathaniel swim. As I was sitting there, all I could think was how lucky I am to have him. Every day I fall in love with him all over again.

"What are you thinking about over there, huh? I thought you were going to get in and swim with me."

He swam to me, placed his hands around my waist, looked me in the eyes, and pulled me into the water. At that moment, I fell even harder for him.

Unexpectedly, Nathaniel got sick and had a fever the day after. I thought it was because he swam in that water for too long. But then a couple of weeks had passed, and he still seemed a bit off. He had constant horrible headaches, and he would continuously get nauseous and even vomit sometimes. He kept getting worse and worse; he would lose focus and be confused a lot. I started to worry about him.

"I think you should go to the doctor."

"I'm fine; don't worry."

"You're not fine. The other day you thought you saw your dead grandma!"

"That was nothing. I promise you I'm truly okay don't worry about me."

After that conversation, Nathaniel quickly worsened.

"Why, why did you leave me? You said you were going to be with me forever. You lied. You lied. What am I going to do without you? You're my world, my everything. How am I supposed to function without you? I'll be missing half of me. Why do goodbyes have to be so hard?"

I knew we would have to say goodbye eventually, but I didn't think it would be so soon. Our lives had only just begun. Nathaniel had died from a brain-eating amoeba, most likely caused by diving into the lake that day. And now I'm here saying, "I miss you," looking up at the sky, wishing I could see your goofy smile through the screen again.