It was two years ago it happened, two years ago she died.
It was three days after me and her got married. We had just moved into our little country chateau it was a lovely day outside and we decided to have picnic in the park. We had so much fun and lovely time and we both wished it would never end. Laughing and being the madly in love couple we were we skipped picnic basket in hand back to our car. Neither of us saw the car speeding toward us. The car that broke my arm, my leg, and three ribs. The car that took her life. The car that made her with me no longer.
