We were at the beach together yesterday, your golden brown hair blowing wildly in the wind. Your smile was grand, wide and toothy as you closed your eyes, feeling the wind in your hair. I loved how happy you were I almsot forgot about the breathing machine attached to your nose.

The way your chest fell to deep and your breathing was too strained for someone so young. I loved your happiness, the way your eyes sarkled as you stared at the pretty water ahead of us. despite your eyes on the world, my eyes were on you the entire time, becasue you are my world. I don’t care what’s happening around me, if you’re in my line of sight, I’m whole.

You are my world. You are what makes up my heart and soul. Without you, every ounce of my being is sucked dry and I’m left with an empty vessel. An empty vessel that walks the world with no thought or care for waht will happen next.

So when I lost you, that’s exacty what happened. I lost you so I lost myself, I lost the sunlight to my life, now all I am is drowned in darkness. The heart that loved you is dead, hidden away in the pit of my brain and ever to be seen again.

I knew our time was running short, I noticed the way your body got thinner and thinner as your disease ate away at the beautiful person you were. I knew I would lose you, but knowing is never enough to prepare you for the time when it actually happens.

I knew you wouldnt be here forever but I was able to get my hand on a new house for us. I bought back my old childhood home, the home you lived across from when we were childhood bestfriends. I remember how much you loved that house, I wanted to help bring back happy memories for you my dear.

The house has been abandoned since me and my parents left and no one would buy it from the man selling it, I thought it’d be fun to rebuild it. You were so happy when I told you and you kissed me, the same toothy smile on your face like everytime we went to the beach. But on our way to the new house, something happened, and you seized.

I brought you to the hospital that day, and came back without you. I came back alone. The car ride home wasnt happy and bright like it usually was, Taylor Swift wasn’t blasting my ear drums out. The walk to the front door of our new house wasn’t filled with the smell of roses and bourbon, your footsteps didn’t follow behind me. I held that old key in my hand, tossing and turning it over again as the tears started to fall wet onto my palm.

I stepped towards the front foor and reached my hand out and sliding the key in, hoping it still fit. The key they’d given me still fit the lock, but the house no longer felt like home.