I rember when I met him. It was so hard not to fall. When he kissed me the sparks were so strong. I don't know why but when I looked into his eyes I saw my future. He made my heart skip a beat with each word he said.
One day. Was all it took for the world to take him away from me. One. Now I feel empty, my spark is gone. It vanished. All that's left is the memories. I will hold onto them forever.
Let me tell you about him.
His silky blonde hair. His brown eyes with a tiny bit of green. His full lips. Oh and His muscles. He had a lot of those. He was caring, kind, goofy, funny, and full of life.
He died out of the blue. It was a drive by. They had the wrong house. He was in the kitchen, when he was shot through the window. When I ran I tothe kitchen he was still alive. I tried to stop the bleeding. I tried. There was nothing I could do. If I hadn't told him-
If I hadn't asked him to go make dinner, he would still be here. He would still be alive. Giving me the warmth that I so dearly miss. I was telling him to let me help him but he wouldn't let me. He just talked to me.
"Mia, I love you. Everything about you is so beautiful. Don't let anyone tell you otherwise. Don't settle for someone who will hurt you. You deserve the absolute best person the universe has to offer. The world already has my life planned out for me. This is supposed to happen. Keep our baby safe. Don't stress him/her out. Please tell him about me. I love you Mia. Forever is our always rember? We will be together always. Do not give up. Okay? Don't give up. It's my time, I have to go."
The worst thing in life is losing the person you pictured spending the rest of your life with. Losing the person you were supposed to grow old with. He left me.
That was 3 months ago. I haven't left my bed other than to eat. My baby is safe, don't worry. I have to live for him. I found out it was boy 3 days ago when I had the motivation to get out of bed. He wanted a boy. He wanted to name a boy Noah. So Noah will be his name. I'm going to find who killed him.
I'm going to torture them until they die. It's going to be a slow so I get my joy out of it. No matter how long it takes. They will be found, killed, and I will be in peace. After I do that I will make sure my son is well cared for, then I can die. I will not die before then.
