I sat there for hours next to his frozen and silent body, holding his hand and telling him how much I love him and how sorry I was.
Now, I sit criss-cross applesauce on my bed, replaying the tragic scene over and over in my head. He saved me. He loved me. He cared about me. He was the only one.
How could this happen? I mean, sure I was crappy to him after our break-up, but I loved him so much still.I just wish that he would hear me admit that I still loved him.
Mabye I’ll see him in heaven if I’m good enough.
I though about the heaven thing and decided mabye I can pray and he’ll hear me. I wipped one more tear from my eye and got ready to pray.Shoot. How do I do this again?Got it. “Hey Rob. I hope you can hear me. Look I just wanna admit that I love you more than anything. No joke. I’m sorry that I was mad at you,but really I was just pretending. I know I’m not the most wonderful person and I also wanna say thanks and I can’t believe you did that for me.You gave me a second chance.Youre my guardian angel.”