Preface
I laid down upon the bed in which we’d shared for many months, and I looked blankly at the ceiling above myself. My eyes opened and closed, whilst I laid in silence and memories rushed through my mind. She was the one. I’d known it since the day I met her. Everyday we spent together, our relationship grew stronger, and I loved her, I really did.
The sound of the traffic slowly faded and my eyes slowly opened once more. I turned my head to see the framed photo of us, sat upon her dresser. The photo was gone within seconds, my eyes shut for the final time, before I heard the bedroom door swing open, and one more time I heard that familiar, deep voice.
“He’s gone.”
