For Forever and A Day

Prologue

We thought it was forever. The small smiles, the inside jokes, the touches, the laughs, the 'I love you's, everything.

But nothing will last forever.

Life gives you the allusion that things are alright and that life may not have a happy ending but there is something after and that love conquers all and that you can find a way.

But you can't. It's all bullshit.

It's been three weeks and five days since the accident. It's been three days since he was lost to this world, lost to his loved ones, lost to his friends, and lost to me.

I don't care if there is an afterlife.

I don't care if God is watching me with a scornful gaze and preparing to curse me from this life until the next.

He's in one world and I am in another. We won't be in the same again. Not for a long time.

And I know that wherever he ended up, he's looking down on me upset that I haven't gotten over him, upset that I haven't tried to be happy without him.

I did, for a little while. I really tried. But it's hard when you love someone so much and suddenly you lose them. It's even harder when you thought you were going to spend the rest of your existence in this life and the next with that person.

No matter how much he hopes I will never be the same again.

Not without him.

These thoughts ran through Cassandra Williams head as she stared at the closet door looking at his clothing neatly hung in order of coats, sweatshirts, long sleeves and teeshirts. All were delicately balanced on their hangers.

Preparing for a funeral was no easy task. But seeing his things that she had been purposely avoiding made the whole situation worse.

It was like the clothes were kicking her, trying to tear into her soul and rip it apart at the seams she had tried to resew.

She had prepared herself for this day. He had warned her before this all happened that both of them should be ready because on the crazy world that they lived in anything could happen.

She expected so much. But nothing would ever have her expect this.