It's been one day, six hours, and 25 minutes since I last saw him alive.
His Auburn hair framing his face perfectly, His smile lighting up the room bringing attention to his shining eyes that never dulled. I sometimes find myself calling his cell phone number praying that he answers so that I can hear his voice. He never does, so I find solace in his voicemail apologizing for not being there.
Every time I tell him I forgive him.
It's been Three days, 2 hours, and 45 minutes Since I last saw him alive.
Japan visited today, he went inside his room and shut the door not leaving until the sun was replaced with the moon. I heard his voice recalling stories of our past memories together when it was just the three of us.
I wonder if he realizes he's talking to no one.
It's been seven days, 8 hours, and 55 minutes since I last saw him alive.
I got angry today.
I asked a question, I asked him a question and he did not answer me. I want to know why he's ignoring me. I started yelling at the third attempt, I yelled at him. "you're acting like a corpse!" "Do you want to be in a coffin?!" I yelled. "I hate you!" I screamed.
I apologized immediately and spent the night sobbing in his lap.
It's been twenty days, 14 hours, and 68 minutes since I last saw him alive.
He's screaming, nothing I do will make him stop. He keeps calling me that thing. It hurts me, all I can do is hold him.
I wonder if death will bring him peace.
It's been thirty-One days, 18 hours and 72 minutes since I last saw him alive.
He said good morning to me today. The day was filled with one word phrases that filled my heart with something I haven't felt in long time.
Hope.
It's been One day, Six hours, and 25 minutes since He decided to live again.