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PRESENT TIME, ONE DAY AFTER HARRY'S DEATH ONE AND A HALF YEAR AFTER THE DIAGNOSIS OF BRAIN TUMOR, AT NIGHT, AT HOME, ALONE

PRESENT TIME, ONE DAY AFTER HARRY'S DEATH ONE AND A HALF YEAR AFTER THE DIAGNOSIS OF BRAIN TUMOR, AT NIGHT, AT HOME, ALONE

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L O U I S


I don't feel anything.

I am numb.

I haven't only lose the love of my life, my everything, no, I lost my light, my anchor, my sun, my soul and my heart.

The love of my life's in heaven now.

I hold his hand when he died in the hospital bed.

His last words were „I love you, Lou." and when he closed his eyes, I felt him squezzing my hand tightly when all the pain dissapeared from his face and his body relaxed completely and only a single tear ran down his cheek.

The pain cancer caused him is gone and he's free.

He's the most beautiful person in the whole world. It didn't matter what other people thought. For me, he's and would always be the most beautiful person in the whole world.

I would see him again.

I will tell him everything that happened after he left this world.

He will always be on my mind. He will always be with me. Not physically but mentally.

He's the love of my life and he will always be.

There's no one better than him. No one. He's the only one I loved and still love.

He's the only one for me.

I don't know how I am supposed to go on with my life. Honestly, I have no idea.

After the love of my life fell in a calming sleep he would never wake up from again, I squeezed his hand tightly as if I wanted him to wake up and tell him to come back to me but I knew he was better up there in heaven.

He's not in pain anymore and God needs an angel like him.

Although I know that, it's so hard to accept it.

When you love someone that much and then the person leaves forever, you feel as if you miss something of you.

Parts of you.

I miss my my soul and my heart.

They were owned by the love of my life and now he's gone and I am empty.

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