Watching Someone Move On

Prologue

     How did it end up like this? I just wanted to go home that day, It was already a bad day but of course, it got worse. Those lights the sounds it was all so bright I can hardly remember what was all said. 

     I'm here now back home, but...they can't see me. No matter how much I yell and beg they just keep crying. Why do they keep crying and saying my name! I'm right here, please listen to me I'm calling out to you too. As soon as I tried to touch them though I couldn't feel a thing, my hand was stagnant on them but no sensation came from it. What's happening? I looked over her shoulder at the papers she was filling out 'Death Certificate'. It was printed on in clear print, I looked closer, and behold my name was on it. they left and I took the chance to get down and read over the paper carefully.

   How? I was hit by a semi-truck...well crushed to be more exact. I died a miserable death and have no accomplishments to be remembered by at all. I wanted a longer life than that, I had so much planned for our future so many things to do with them. But, I can't now; I've left them all on their own with not even a ring to show for it. My love, I'm sorry I left you like this. I got up and stumbled through the house looking at everything that was left of mine. Photos of us together their smile beautiful in each in every one of them. Seeing myself felt awful because I know those happy moments will never be the same to either of us knowing whats happened. 

     I wish I could remember those last moments of mine. What was I thinking? Did I know it was coming at me? So many questions that I'll never have answers to. I walked over to one photo in particular, Senior year: prom night, we both looked so lovely and happy the night vivid in my mind. everything we got up to and the laws we broke, it stings to think about. With the photo fresh in my mind I walk over to them, getting in the bed laying next to them staring at their tear-stained face. My hand moves up to touch their face though I can't feel their warmth my mind remembers the sensation so well. "I'm so sorry" I spoke softly voice cracking in the middle of speaking.

     It hurt but I knew this was a reality I have to get used to. I wish they knew how much I truly loved them and just how often I thought of them. I'll watch over them till the day comes when I no longer have the right to watch over them. The only one I've ever loved, please stop crying for me I'm here with you still. 

I'll always be watching over you.