POV: Michael (Sydney, Australia)
He died. In my arms. It actually happened. The love of my life..gone.
The last hours of his ( I should say ours), life, was the best day of our lives. So much had happened.
We both knew that today the Council was deciding to legalize gay marriage.
They did, so we went out to eat at a fancy restaurant, that was for our one year anniversary in a few days. We decided it was better, but Luke did his puppy face when I wasn't too sure about the idea. 'Who could resist that boy', I thought to myself with a smirk.
The most important thing that was supposed to happen was that I was going to ask if he would marry me.
It's too late.. He's gone. I love you so much. Luke.. I love you.
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The Plaid Love
Short StoryWhy is it hard to find 'the one'? Once you do, your life is completely changed. What are the chances of ever seeing them again? No one knows and that's the hard part.
