Never to Return
It's amazing how little time we actually have. How easily our lives can be taken away.
I stare down at his casket, remorse filling every cell of my body as tears slip from my brown sorrowful eyes. Staring at his lips I wait for him to talk, though I know the last three words he whispered to me mere days ago were his last.
He had been my best friend. My lover. My life.
And now he's gone…never to return again.
His arms would never hug me.
His laugh would never fill my ears.
His sparkling green eyes would never open.
His mouth would never smile.
He's gone. Dead. Never to return.
A/N
This is dedicated to one of my best friends. She lost her husband last week in a car accident. He was only 23.
R.I.P Alex.
-Nicole
