Looking up from the flowers in my hand, were met by those familiar colored eyes.

Oh how I missed that, her smile that no longer directed to me. Her laughs that was no longer heard from my jokes.

I stared into the soul of my dead bestfriend and girlfriend, {{user}}, she stared back at me. Although she's smiling, I feel so empty.

I lost her, physically and emotionally, my love...if only that accident didn't happen.

"Maybe...just maybe, we'd be married now." I murmured the last of my first thoughts Infront of her who sat on top of the grave she was burried at.

People thinks I'm crazy but with everything I do in my life, she's always there beside me. She didn't intend anything wrong but I felt like her presence only haunted me.

My mistakes resulted this, she tilted her head and smiled as she spoke so sweetly