86.
We could of done it. Reached 100 like we always talked about. Together and forever. Promise, I still see and hear him, until they say i'm crazy and getting too old...
He died at 86. In his sleep like he always said he would... I always laughed and asked where I would be.
"In the kitchen baking or cooking or doing whatever you do in the morning!"
"Ha! I sure hope so!"
We always joked and messed around and tried to live out the next day better than the last...
Looking back, we could of done it... Reached 100 together. Too soon, he left me too soon. Well I will still try. I will reach 100 and die and laugh when I see him. I will and I know I will.
In the meantime I have our story, our memories and those are the most important.
"Promise."
YOU ARE READING
Promise.
Teen FictionAli never truly loved. Ali knew what she wanted if life and a boy was never in that equation... Until she met Nate. He wrote the stars while Ali painted the back drop for the sky. They needed someone in the rough times and found each other creating...
