She was gone. I knew that now. She was never going to come back. I felt light headed and sat down on the sofa where she used to sit. I stared at the ground in horror as i realised the true meaning of what had happened. She was dead. I let a tear roll out my eye and saw it splash on the floor beneath me. The floor seemed so far away, everything seemed so far away. I will never see her blue eyes sparkle as she looked at me or her hair swish as she looked away and her angelic voice say 'i'd better be going' and then that beautiful smile as she turned back and waved.
My forever perfect moment, crushed in a second.
One question was set in my mind.
Who did this to my angel.
