Promise 224 | mark

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"Love, why did it have to be you."

His grip on the phone tightened as he rested it on his ear. Tears painfully cascading down his cheeks.

A forced smile on his lips as his other hand hugged that cutely decorated notebook to his chest; as if someone was going to steal it away from him.

It was the only thing he had left of her.

"Hey, I found your secret book of promises that you dedicated to me, you left it in my room," he chuckled. He was hanging on to the last strings of his life, barely making it out of the sorrow that flooded his mind. "I know you told me not to read it but..."

As if she was there, he turned his head towards the door but of course she wasn't. "...You weren't here to tell me to stop."

Mark heaved a long sigh, trying to blink back his tears yet it continued to pour out of his eyes.

"You stopped at promise 224," he breathed out through his choked sobs. "And I, personally liked it the most."

There was a long pause between his sentences, attempting to calm himself down.

"Promise number 224,

to love you today, tomorrow
and forever."