All i wanted in life was to be happy, because i never was happy. Till this day i met him. Luke. We met at a starbucks where i threw my drink over his shirt. I told him that i'm sorry and he just said that it's okay because we probably had not met if this hadn't happened. I smiled and blushed. he said how beautiful my eyes are and asked me about my number. I decided to give him my number, because he was really cute. We met a couple times. I felt so save in his arms, he always comforted me and treated me like a princess. He came more popular with his band from year to year, and was very often on tour, what made me even happier to see him as often as i could. I was so proud of him. Some day he asked me if want to marry him. I said yes because i loved him to death. We got married and lived a happy live. I also wanted kids but this sadly didn't worked out. A few month ago i waited for luke. It was the day he would come back home from tour. I waited as i got a phone call. Luke wanted to drive home as a bus hit the car. He layed for 2 month in coma. I visited him everyday and sometimes i stayed over the night. I talked to him. I told him that everything would be came good again and that i'm waiting for him. I told him how great it would be too have childrens and get old together and i also told him that i love him, i told him thousand times. I cryed on his chest and i slept on his chest. Day for day.
One day he stopped breathing. i felt nothing then pain. I cried and cried. i wasn't supposed to live wothout him. He was my live. The reason i was breathing. I felt empty. I wasn't complete anymore. Everyone tried to help me, but it didn't helped. I don't wanted to live without him. It was like torture.
I stood on the chair with the rope around my neck. "I'm soon beside you again luke. I love you." I said before i pushed the chair away.
