yey, me back
even in death she couldn't leave him alone. she hunted his thoughts, not leaving his side. everywhere he went he imagined that he saw her. in that white dress of her's.
her words and her gentle touch. her kiss on his lips. even when she was dead, she still needed him, he needed her.
he tried not to think about her, he tried so much to lose her, to forget. but the pain of trying forget. his memories of them together hunted him, burned a scar into his chest, so it will never leave his side.
this pain was to much for him. the memories they shared together stayed glued to him. he couldn't forget as much as he tried because the truth was, he still loved her.
he needed her, as much as she needed him. even when she was alive, she clinged on to him like a lost puppy because she needed him, she needed his protection, she needed his affection, his love, she needed all this from him.
he loved her, and now that she's gone he dosn't know what to do. he's lost without her. she was everything to him and now since he lost the only candle in his life, he dosn't know if he can move on.
will he?