The hardest things in life always bring you down. That’s why you have someone, a person who is there to support and get you through your troubles, a person to say “hey..it’s okay,I’m here.” A person to make you smile back and give you faith.

But how is that supposed to happen when the hardest thing you can do now..is leave them?

He touches the dusty picture frame.

He had no idea she looked at him that way.

"𝘐 𝘞𝘈𝘕𝘛 𝘛𝘖 𝘉𝘌 𝘞𝘐𝘛𝘏 𝘠𝘖𝘜."

The voice echos is his mind, it started not long after- he pulls his hand back.

15 𝘺𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘴..

He had come back. Finally.

But even if he’s back. He can’t do nothing to change. He can’t get her back. He can’t relive her moments teaching him to garden. To paint. To smile.

He can’t relive that anymore.

He grabs the frame and slams it into the ground. Cold, wet, tears drop quickly to the ground. His breath paces as he drops to his knees. His covers his face yet the tears still leak through.

“…I’m sorry I left you.”