It was winter, the coldest season to be alone. But there I was alone. Again…. Another cold night with no one to hold, no one to turn to. Everything that once was, is now gone.

Just like erery year I walk this path and when I reach the end there’s that… cave. That dark curved cave. The slippery rocks always seem so beautiful in the winter time, but the ice-cycles pierced down with the horror reminding me of that night..

It should have been me. It should have been. As I stand there something inside me needs to scream… racing thoughts running through my head… and finally… “ Why did you have to be so adventurous! So full of the daredevil attitude! I’m so mad you left me”. I’m now noticing my eyes filling up with tears… “It’s not your fault I know, I should have stopped you, I should have went in with you… I knew it wasn’t safe… I ju-… Jus-… Just… I’m sorry” I stop frozen turned away from that dark reminder of what made me lose the fist and only one I’ve ever loved…