Another
Another year gone by.
Another mission done. Another day, another hour, another minute.
So many another's.
Just like there was supposed to be "another" chance.
Another meeting. Another joint mission. Another "hello". Another chance to see him smile. Another time to eat together. Another moment to spend together. Another chance to finally say "I love you". Another another another...
But... ...there would be no more. There wasn't another chance to do any of those things.
No chance to watch the stars twinkle in the night sky as the sun set about its eternal dance across the sky. No chance to whisper in the dark to each other. No chance to welcome him home after a mission, or to be welcomed home by him. No more chance to merely look upon him and wish he was mine. ...another meant to be grabbed... but he too let him pass by like others before him.
Another ...loved one lost.