[arianas pov]
no.... this isn't right... he's supposed to be here.... with me.... not gone. i think about him every second, about what would life be like if he were still in my arms. if i had just 30 more seconds to say goodbye. i cant help but think about him. is he okay? is he happy? does he miss me?....
i turn over in my bed and try to take my mind off the fact that i'll never see him again, only in my dreams i see him. i close my eyes, taking slow and calm breaths... i start whispering to myself. will he come back?.... is he on the other side talking to me?.... when will we meet again?..... i sigh and cuddle a pillow that he used to always use every night, gently smelling the scent of his cologne that he wore to bed every night for me. it brings me to tears knowing that he's gone... and that there's nothing i can do to change that.
i wish i died... not him... he didn't deserve it... he had everything going for him... he had the whole world in his hands, he didn't even know what to do with it. i gently let out a giggle, sighing quickly after. i wanna feel his kiss once more. i want to tell him one more time how much he means to me and that everything's going to be okay....
— cathy
