December 30th 2015

I loved the way you looked at me like I was the only one in the room,

I loved the way you grabbed me below my hips making me laugh until I felt consumed,

I loved the way your lips pressed against my cheek giving me knowing you were truly the only one would could make me so weak,

I loved my courage in knowing if my forever was spent with you, I’d be more than fine.

Oh how I loved you, oh how I cared every move you made, I was always there no matter where.

You told me we were okay, we were good all the days, but then there was a day with no calls and no texts, oh what a day.

I texted and texted “hi baby are you okay?”

Read 3:45pm

“what’s wrong?? why aren’t you answering me?

i’m so worried baby we haven’t talked all day :(”

Read 3:56pm

“Baby?”

Read 4:04pm

I worry and I worry pacing back and forth, waiting for him to call me

Henceforth, there must be a reason, he never before wanted to worry thee.

I lay on my bed thinking of our last conversation, our last “I love you”

“Something must be going on today he will text me soon” I say

No words, no calls, not one text,

silence.

silence.

silence.

beep. beep. beep.

A picture, one single picture that was sent through a friend,

that was just the beginning of my end.

I lay on my bed once again not in worry or in fear,

For I knew he was safe,

I just now knew I wasn’t the only one,

she was in my place.

-he wasn’t my baby anymore