My Heaven #ModernLoveContest

My Heaven

The first time I saw you, I thought you were a dream. The sound of your sweet voice sent chills down my spine, and the feel of your skin on mine made me melt.

It was like you were sent from heaven. That being with you mad everything feel like heaven.

You are my heaven.

But then, you weren't.

And I had no one.

How could you make me have no one? How could you leave me alone?

How was I supposed to live all alone?

Without you, I didn't want to go on. You were my everything and then you left me with nothing.

Why?

Did I do something to make you leave?

Why did you leave me here?

I can never forgive you.

The casket lowered to into the hole and it was time to leave. I couldn't look at him. I couldn't stay here anymore.

"Take me home," I muttered to the driver. Without a word, he driven off and her heart shattered further.

It seemed like days passed since she laid in the bed however, it was only a day.

The phone rang constantly but, it only received voicemail.

Next, the doorbell rang.

After several moments, the noise stopped and I decided to check it out. Slowly walking to the front door, I opened it to see no one but a box on the ground.

Picking it up, I placed the box in the kitchen to get the box cutter. Once opening it, inside the box was a flash drive.

I confusingly stared at it, but still picked it up anyways.

Going into the study, I inserted the drive into the computer and waited for it to install.

Tears clouded my vision as she made contact with familiar eyes.

"Hello, my love. If you are seeing this, it means I am dead. I see you, dry them eyes baby," he smirked.

"You know when I first saw you I knew you were going to be my wife. When you were wearing those shorts I liked, and a navy blue tank top, I thought you was the most beautiful woman I had ever seen."

I smiled at his words.

"Do you remember our wedding day? You were wearing that beautiful white dress and veil that you ruined by your tears," he laughed as he spoke.

"Even with your snotty nose, I still thought you were stunning."

"I was a mess," I replied through the tears.

"You were a mess," he laughed. "You were my mess and I knew that I finally had you."

His fave turned somber.

"I'm sorry I couldn't stay baby, it was just my time to go. Through my 33 years of living, you were the beat of it."

"You were the best for me," I cried.

"Just promise me one thing," he spoke.

I nodded my head in reply.

He smiled as if he knew I promised.

"Promise me that you will be happy. Promise me that you will live."

"I promise."