She could not understand after his death she could not forget him and all the time she spent with him. Even through she knew he was not coming back every night she would get a book and curled up on the couch with it expecting him to walk in the door any minute. She would wait until 4 in the morning and then she would fall a sleep like that. She left her light on all night long because in her mind he was coming home. He had gone to war and she had begged him not to go but he said he had too. Not a month later she got a notice saying that he had died in the war and inside she had died too. Nobody knows what happened to her some say she went insane with not having him but some say he did come home for her. And very few people say she comite death herself. She loved as deep as you could love a person. That is true love.
He could not believe it she wasn't like all the other girls he had dated. Sure she was a girl but there was something about her. In the way she laughed and they way she care for everything in the world now matter how small or how big they were. When he was with all the other girls he dated they were always telling him to get this for them and too keep his old girlfriend he had to lie to them and give them everything they wanted but with her she was just happy with him. He didn't have to lie to keep him, she just excepted the true even if it hurt her. Then one day he made the mistake of letting her go he didn't tell her how he felt about her and then by the time he did tell her she belonged to someone else but she told him that if she wasn't with the person she was with now she would go with him and that once upon a time she did love him but she thought he didn't love her back. So, that is why you should always sieze a perfect moment because you never know if someone else will.
