I close my eyes and think of it.
He kissed me on the lips as if I were a queen.
Put his arms around me as If I were Monroe
And danced with me as If we were one.
And then suddenly I see blood.
I can feel cold skin
I know that tears are trickling down my face.
I lost my partner today.
As we stood in two rooms divided only by oak panelled walls. My partner was gunned down.
As soon as the first gunshot rang out I knew.
As I listened to the bullet that killed him explode from the barrel of a gun.
My heart stopped beating.
Will.
Will's courtroom.
I wish I had of went to him. Been with him at the end.
There was no one.
I would have kissed him on the forehead and told him everything was going to be ok.
I would have told him to fight. I would have held him, cradled him and made sure he knew he wasn't alone.
You see I always think Will thought he would end up alone.
He joked once that when he was old, all he would have would be a class of bourbon, and a legal case. I said he would have me.
I hope he knew he had me. He will always have me.
