Broken Glass
Every morning it takes more and more effort to get up and participate in life. What's the point of doing anything if you are not by my side? As I sat up this morning, I looked at my nightstand for the first time since your last day. Still standing tall was the black bordered frame that held a picture. A picture of you I took. A picture of you at your happiest. I held the frame in my hands. My fingers gently touching you like before. Except now, there was a glass between you and I.
YOU ARE READING
When The One You Love Says Good-bye
Fiksi PenggemarIn your hands you are holding what I wrote for you. Anyone else who reads this will not understand. If you ever forget how much I love you, read these words my heart voices for you and you only.
