He left me.

12:59 AM.

The only person I’ve ever loved.

Justus Aaron Gunderson.

I felt like I was going to die to.

My heart pounding.

Dropping to my legs and up again.

My breathing was shaken.

Maybe from crying.

Maybe cause I was dying.

I wish I was.

I could be with him.

The night he was buried.

I was glued there.

Never moved.

Never did.

Never could.

Never will.

I’ll see you soon.