(SADDDD)
The thunder roared and the rain drops on the window glistened, the priest spoke and i sobbed holding onto my best friends arm. "and now Y/n, his wife, would like to say a few words." I got up and so did my friend, we got on stage and i grabbed an acoustic guitar and sat down. my friend got behind me.
shes there cause i won it all
hes scared cause i won
shes there cause i want it all
hes scared cause i won
i strummed my guitar and sang closing my eyes and pictured kurt and I.
all in all the clock is slow
six colered pictures all in a row...
his hair falling down his face.
of a marigold...
his peircing blue eyes i would never see again...
i stopped singing and hugged the guitar holding it and leaning down sobbing. my friend came behind me helping me up.
"why him? why would it be him john? why him, why us!" I grabbed his arm.
"its just the way it has to be y/n im sorry." he said.
hes gone.
