His Point of View

I saw her today.

It seems like it has been forever.

She looks better than before.

I asked her how she was going.

I'd picked her out over any girl Im with.

I can't even look at her without crying.

I told her I miss her.

I meant it.

I love her.

I held her for the last time.

Then I went home and cried.

I lost her.