My life consists of two halves, the half before that hasty goodbye and the now which commands me to cry.

Days went by so fast, during my storybook fairy-tail bliss then abruptly ended with one last kiss.

Time that used to be cherished is wasted on careless thoughts of what ifs, why’s and disbelief. Words flow from my pen and land on the paper like tears from my soul. Every entry in this chapter starts with…I am so so sorry that I couldn’t save you…because god knows I tried.

So I know that we will meet again in the afterlife, a connection like ours dosent just fade away. Untill we meet again I will live and make the most of each day and cherish the memories and lessons that I learned. My strength has grown and my heart is safe and hard as a rock.

Where there was once softness, now all had turned to stone.