How?
By Lyn
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She was gone in a heartbeat.
Or, should I say, the lack of one.
I hadn't known her for very long before she was gone.
But in the short amount of time I had known her, we had formed a relationship.
It wasn't like any relationship I had ever had before, though.
No, it was different somehow.
I think I might have loved her.
No, scratch that, I still love her.
And I miss her dearly. I-
Stupid tears.
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She was gone before I could say goodbye.
I can't even describe what had happened without losing my cool.
I don't know if I can go on.
I just miss her too much.
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She was gone. And she wasn't coming back.
I want to see her again.
I want to see her so badly.
Everything is grey without her.
I can't live without her.
I refuse to live without her.
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I'm going to see her again.
This is my final goodbye.
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It-
It didn't work.
I'm still here but. . .
I know I died.
I heard the screams,
The prayers,
The horrified cries.
But I'm still here.
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How?
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Author Notes: Please don't let go of life. There are so many more opportunities out there for you to discover. Don't give up just yet.
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