My True Love Is Lost

     Walking to your grave with a rose in my hand and the pouring rain beating down my back, I could hardly stop myself from breaking down and crying my eyes out. You had ment the world to me. The pain in my heart was unbearable. I could swear that I was slowly dieing of greif. The gapeing hole in my heart that you had left. A place that has now decayed and left a half-beating piece of flesh in my chest.

     Upon reaching your grave, I fall to my knees by your headstone and into the fresh mud of the still uneven ground. It was only yesterday that you left me for forever, but it seems like such a long time ago. The agony that I feel when I feel without you here is not a welcome feeling. I would much rather be feeling nothing, a numbness.

     You hear about other people losing the ones that they love, but you never imagine that it could happen to you. It's something that nobody wants to happen to them. it's an unspoken biggest fear. The fear of losing the person that you love the most in this world. The fear of losing the person who brings you the most happiness.

     With tears streaming down my face and the rain still beating down upon my back, I rest my forehead on your headstone. The rain continues to relentlessly beat down upon my back. I feel as if the entire world is crying with me.

     I cry out to the night, asking why. Why it had to take you away from me. I cursed God with every obscenity that I knew. 

     "Why did you take her?! You knew what she ment to me! She means everything to me. She was the reason I woke up every morning. I was able to sleep soundly at night because I always knew that when I opened my eyes, she would be the fist thing that I saw. She was what helped me get through all my bad days at work. The thought of coming home to the most beautiful woman in the world, was enough to keep me going. The fact that she was pregnant with my child, helped me to remember that I couldn't go up to my boss and tell him to shove it. That he could go suck a dick. That I couldn't tell him to go kick rocks. I knew that I had to make money so that when the baby came, he/she would have everything that he/she would need to survive in this world."

     I continued crying as the rain kept relentlessly pounding down all around me. The moon started to shine through the clouds, but it wasn't like a real full shine or anything. There were only a few rays of light coming through.