He sat in darkness. Hiss head buried deep within his hands. His eyes were sore. He had cried. He had cried so hard and so long, his eyes baring the marks to prove it.
She was gone. His heart was torn apart. The grief threatened to consume him.
There was a hole where she had once lived in his heart. He wanted to be whole again. He longed for it, but he knew that he wouldn't be. Maybe he never would be again
He longed for her. To hold her. To love her.
But she wasn't there. There was only a hole. A huge gaping hole that had once been her.
She had been his first love. And maybe now she would be his last.
