It had been two months since it happened. No one blamed him except himself. "I should have been there, I could have saved her" we would all hear him mumbling to himself. We tried to help him, we really did, but he soon became obsessed with the idea that he could have saved her, If only he'd been there. He had transformed into a different person because of her and now that she was gone, it was much worse than it had been before. she had saved him and he couldn't save her. It tore him apart. He couldn't bear the fact that she was gone and he couldn't bring her back. It had all been so fast. He wished he could go back in time and do everything over again, but would she save him if her gave her another chance at it? He often wondered why she had saved him in the first place. He knew he hadn't done much for her and it killed him just thinking of it. He wondered how long she had been lost without him knowing. He wished she had just told him. She was his anchor and now he was lost at sea.
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Timeless
أدب المراهقينTime stopped for him that day. They tried to help him but they couldn't fill the gap she left... It tore him apart every day. He couldn't let go. But in the end it would just tear him apart.
