An empty swing. Yet another reminder of the life she might have if he hadn't left her. She could be pushing a child on that swing right at this moment.
It had been five years and still she had not moved on.
Everyday she returned to this place to remember the life they had planned together.
She was empty and cold; nobody wanted to be around her anymore.
Her life, her laughter, her know-it-all attitude, had all been sucked away by his death. She wished every day that death would come to her so she could be with him again.