He Left Me
What do you become when the only light in your life is snuffed out? Numb. Emotionless. In a sense, dead. And nobody, not even your closest friend can fix it.
He left me. He left me to live out this sorry excuse of a life alone. When he knew that he was the only one who could break down my walls. When he knew that without him I was nothing.
Oh, god, why? Why did you have to take him away from me? I know I didn't deserve him, but I needed him. I needed my Jesse.
Cancer. What a cruel way to take him. I had to watch as the light in his eyes slowly died, along with the rest of him. I had to sit by and watch through every chemotherapy, every surgery, and there was nothing I could do.
The only person I ever let in was Jesse. And now he's left me.
All I want is for him to hold me in his arms like he used to, stroke my hair and whisper that everything was going to be all right. I wanted to sit through another ten thousand movications, I wanted to listen to his beautiful voice, and I wanted to be embarrassed by his grand romantic gestures. I wanted Jesse back, and he was never coming back.
Jesse had been the one that kept me from disappearing entirely. Jesse had been the one who made me smile no matter what the stepmonster or her little stepbrats had done. Jesse had been the one that made me open up. Jesse had been the one that gave me a happy and fulfilling life. Jesse had been the one I wanted to wake up next to ever day. Jesse had been 'the one'. And there would never be another for me.
I loved him. And he left me. And I will never stop loving him. Until the day I join him.