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I met him when love was still just a word when forever sounded like a fairytale we both believed in.
He was my childhood dream, my ultimate crush, the boy who turned ordinary days into memories I could never forget. Since 2013, our laughter echoed through every corner of my world. We were inseparable until fate decided otherwise.
The day of the accident still haunts me. The sound of crashing metal, his trembling hand reaching for mine, his eyes filled with fear, with pain, with a silent plea not to let go. I screamed his name, begging heaven to spare him, begging God to give him another chance. But prayers can't rewrite destiny.
When he was gone, it felt like the world stopped breathing. His family left the country, taking with them the only piece of him I had left his presence. And I was left behind, with nothing but memories, echoes, and the unbearable ache of "what if."
We met too early before I knew how deep love could cut, and before my heart was ready to lose him.
And now, I live between the memories of our past and the silence he left behind, still wishing for one more tomorrow that will never come. 🌙💔
"If I could turn back time, I'd hold him a little longer."