This is supposed to be a fluffuly prompt but it ended up being a bit more angsty…
It will always be just you and me against the world. No one else will ever understand.
Ever.
We were the first.
We were the original.
We were souls entwined in each other.
We stood firm against the world, strong in each other.
You and me.
You promised.
I promised.
You and me forever.
And it will be.
It doesn't matter that you are no longer here.
To stand beside me.
You still keep me strong.
You still keep me going.
I still see your smile
I still hear your voice
It carries on the wind.
It carries on the water.
It whispers me to sleep at night.
It bolsters me when I make decisions.
The others…
The others try.
They do.
I love them all so, so much.
But they are not you.
They are not you.
They stand with me.
They stand by me.
They support me.
But they are not you.