The hairs at the back of my neck stood. Immediatly i turned, having felt someone present nearby. But all i could see was darkness. The flashlight of my phone did not help lighten the empty garage. The place too big for the light to reach its darkest corners.

My eyes glanced around anyway hoping to see or perhaps not see something. A cool wind swept over me and a shiver ran up my spine. Slowly taking a step back, and holding my breath in hopes whatever may or may not be out there could not hear me, i waved my phone slightly from left to right.

I could feel a set of eyes on me and a tingling sensation from my back so i quickly turned the other way letting out a quiet gasp. There wasn't anything. But i could feel it.

That was terrifying.

It was nauseating. Like worms crawling all over, inside my organs. My hands and legs starting shaking slightly, desperation and anxiety filling my mind and thoughts.

"Who's there?!"

Yelling just to hear my voice echoing through the empty space did not ease my weariness at all. There was something. There was someone, i just know it! Why couldn't it just show itself?!

"Just come out, i know youre there!!" My hands started shaking so much i dropped my phone.

Somehow the stupid thing fell and the flashlight turned off.

"Shit, shit shit!!" I whispered, shakingly falling to the ground and feeling the ground for the device.

I hear a chuckle echo quietly and i freeze. My heart beating in my ears, goosbumps all over my arms, holding my breathe.

I could hear the sound of dirt being crushed under some sort of heavy shoe as they got closer.

It knows where i am.

It knows where i was...

It saw me.

It had been watching me!!

I wanted... i wanted so bad for my legs to lift me and carry me out of this wretched place, but i couldn't move. I was frozen in place in terror.

Like it happened every time. I was terrified to the point of being unable to move. I shut my eyes and tears fell down my cheeks.

My hands shook where i was crouched on the floor.

The cursed things. How was it that they were able to move but i couldn't bring my muscles to obey me and RUN!

I felt a presence at my back and the hairs at my neck stood up, goosebumps breaking against my skin as there was a whisper like the cool winds of a deathly winter in my ear.

"Better luck next time."

My cry echoed across the empty space as the knife broke flesh at my back.

This time it didnt take as long, the fear i had probably helping to achieve a faster death along with the heavy bleeding.

When i opened my eyes once again, i was inside the mall- as the last lights turned off, the place locked up for the night. Some sort if being... wishing to torment me and kill me in the most gruesome and terrible ways as i tried to escape this place in repetition for a hellish eternity.

Containing the stinging tears-- trying to keep them from rolling down my cheeks like coffee when you've drank and part from the cup too soon-- was very... painful.

The world was an unfair place... He didn't deserve to leave this earth the way he did.

A sob racked my entire body and my heart clenched, becoming more and more painful. It felt as if someone was trying to suffocate me by means of strangling it and ripping it out of my chest. It felt as of the pain would be never ending because I, myself, couldn't leave this wretched place along with him...

A swift wind blew, rattling the metal stands that held up the canopy we all stood under. I shivered under the only black layers of dark wear I could find. They were too thin for this weather...

I failed... the tears ran down my cheeks like a cascading waterfall.

He didn't deserve this-!! I- I didn't- I didn't want him gone... I couldn't- be without him...

How was I supposed to go on with my daily way of life?? How was I suppose to wake up every day, turn in bed to no longer find his peaceful sleeping face...

How was I supposed to make dinner and prepare family meals for one less person...

Who would I talk to and turn to and listen to when- when I needed it?? When we needed it??

...or well... I suppose there was no longer a we really, was there...? Not when my other half has stopped breathing... Not when he's being lowered slowly to the ground this very second as the skies grumble their complaints because such a precious soul was now leaving this broken tattered world...

My hand gripped my shirt, at my chest, right at where my heart was supposed to be- the shattered aching thing....

What hurts the most is knowing... you weren't ready... you didn't want to leave this place... not then- not now... not like that-!!

I shut my eyes, willing my eyes to clear so i could at least see something. Looking down at the coffin, the dark maroon wood i chose because it matched the beauty of you- taunted me. It will get to stay with you forevermore... and I have to stay up here. In this world. Continuing to go on with my life. Pretending I wasn't ripped in half and taken from this world without warning.

The rose in my hand pricked my fingers but that little bit of nothing could never compare to the pain of the hole in my chest. Slowly stretching out my trembling hand, I dropped the rose. It fell slowly as if... asking me if i was sure... Did i want to say goodbye...??

Of course fcking not*

The sad rose fell on the shiny wood with a loud thud. All the sounds of the world ceased around and my heart gave one last pull, one last ache one last crack...

...Before it settled. My heart would never mend, but for now i had to will it to stop breaking. I would have to to on living without you. For the meanwhile... anyway...

Because this isn't goodbye forever... Only a see you later.

They started picking up the dirt with their shovels and filling his grave with it slowly. I would... I will keep going for you, my dear... i will keep living and won't let my heart fall to pieces and disperse to the wind like ashes. Because I know that one day I will see you again... One day I will hug you again and get to kiss your face... One day i'll be six feet under the ground with you- and when that day comes perhaps my heart will begin to mend again... But until then, my love... until then...

I blow a kiss at the coffin and step back, the grass tickling my ankles.

I would visit this grave for the rest of my life on this earth- Until it becomes my time to lay next to it. Until my time comes to be with you again and I may see the beauty of love and life once again...