It's been seven whole days, seven whole days since you paralyzed me. Seven whole days, seven whole days since you lost your fight.
The pain and the torture was unbearable. How could she deal with this? She couldn't do this but at the same time, she knew she had to. She had to keep fighting. He lost his fight in this world and she knew he would be mad at her if she gave up so quickly. She didn't even realize how bad she had gotten. It took her friends to make her realize how many pounds she lost. How pale she started looking. How... awful. When looking in the mirror she could barely recognize herself.
How could you leave me this way?
She couldn't do that to her friends. She promised herself right then that she would get better. If not for herself, then them. For her friends. But most of all for him. She needed to be strong for him. It was going to be hard. She knew that. She wouldn't get over the pain and he would always have the majority of her heart.
It had been almost five years since he passed away. She couldn't believe it. She still always expected for him to call or text her. Even when she was engaged to someone else she had taken her phone out to text him the good news. As soon as she did that, she stared at her phone as tears fell from her eyes. It wasn't supposed to be like this. They were supposed to get married.
They were supposed to grow old together.
She hated that it all ended so soon.
I can't believe it's true, I keep looking for you. I check my phone and wait to hear from you.
In a crowded room.
The joker is so cruel.
And now I'll never know if all I've been told is just a lie so bold
I thought we would grow old..