What was I made for ?..

Does she know how proud I am she was created

(Not proof read or corrected, but enjoy.)

Max has been leaving food at the foot of my bed for days now, trying to engage in any conversation he could find. He knew I was broken, but yet like clockwork he came at the same time everyday. However today was different it was 10am and still hadn't stopped by.

Confused of his disappearance I finally take a step out of my room for the first time in a week. The windows and the sounds and light of Monaco filled the room. I go out on to the balcony, taking in all the fresh air, my lungs feeling restored.

As I look down and over the city I see a swarm of flashing lights at the base of the hill. There must've been an accident. Disoriented from the commotion outside, I make my way back in to see max standing there with breakfast.

"Hey mate, it's good to see you out of bed!" He smiled at me. Placing the brown bags and coffee down on the table.

"Yeah... I got worried. You'd usually have visited me by now." I look down ashamed that I can't even pull myself together for my bestfriend.

"I thought because you haven't been eating, that you'd appreciate something from your favourite bakery. You know your management are going to go crazy over your weight loss." He comes over and places his hand on my shoulder. Still smiling at me. "And sorry i took so long, there was a bad accident down the street last night. I think they're trying to get everything cleared." As he points out the window looking at the commotion I had just seen.

"Max, I'm sorry mate. I know it might seem as I'm over reacting but I lost one of the most important people in my life and I'm not sure if ill ever see her again."

"It's really ok! You're allowed to be sad. I also have something for you. It's from Mila..."

"Wait what?" I now look at him shocked.

"Yeah... I promised her that I would wait a week until giving you this. After he live yesterday I double checked with her and she wanted you still to have it."

"What is it? Do you know?"

"All she said is that it'll explain everything, and that everything you need is in that box." Max now points to the box resting by my lamp.

A part of her has been here this whole time and I didn't know it...

"Read it in your own time lando, I'm just happy to see you again friend."

We both hug each other. Letting each other know that we're ok and that we're going to be better. Max leaves me with the box and my breakfast before heading into his room. His girlfriend Pietra was here so it only made sense to return to her.

I contemplated opening her letter for the longest time. I sat here for around in an hour in pure silent brushing my fingers over her delicate handwriting. The letter addressed to Lans...

It was her nickname for me, the only time she eve called me lando was when I was in trouble, or I had pissed her off so I knew I had nothing to worry about. I gently began to open the envelope my eyes already tearing up. I could hear her voice as I read the first few words...

(Lans=Lando's letter)

I couldn't stop the tears as she said her final goodbye. I put the letter to the side as I lowered myself down to open the box on the floor. It was full of memories and trinkets. There were so many photos in here, ones from when we were just children to some only being taken a few weeks ago. My tears continue as the rummaged through, making sure to admire everything.

Max had found me on the floor, the endless tears and a photo of me and Mila as a child in my hands.

"I'm guessing you read the letter?"