2:23am
Mark.
My thumb runs over the smooth photo of Mark in the picture frame.
"I miss you." I hug the picture frame of my smiling angel.
Tonight is another sleepless night.
Mark's smiling face haunts me in my dreams. All of our memories race through my mind whenever I attempt to sleep.
Nightmares. Painful nightmares.
No one is here to comfort me when I scream during the night. No one is hear to calm me when I wake with a racing heartbeat with my clothes soaked in cold sweat.
I'm all alone.
I hold the heart pendant dangling around my neck.
Mark is here, yet he's not here.
Every day...reality hits me.
When I come home from work, Mark isn't there to greet me.
When I lay in bed, Mark doesn't crawl into bed with me.
He's gone.
I grab my coat and slip on my slippers.
I leave our house. I walk in the dark night, not afraid of what could jump out of the darkness.
I walk to a special place.
I stare at a special gravestone.
"Hey Mark." I smile at the cold, grey gravestone.
"I'm sorry I didn't bring you any flowers. It's late." I rub the smooth stone.
"I just wanted to visit you. Like always." My tears fall unconsciously.
"You must be tired too." I stare at his name engraved into the gravestone.
"I'll get going." I wipe my tears away.
"See you tomorrow, my love." I pat Mark's gravestone.
I stuff my cold hands into my pockets. My eyes don't leave his gravestone.
I miss him so damn much.
Why couldn't you take us both away, God?
I'm here, rotting on Earth. Mark's rotting in Earth. I wish I were with Mark.
My body shivers in the chilly night. I turn to Mark's grave for the final time tonight.
"Goodnight."
And I walk out of the cemetery to return home where I can be alone.
Once again.
