Love

Death has taken me. My body is broken, rotten and buried six feet under the ground, but my soul is still here. It was not ready to leave you. I wish I could hug you and whisper to your ear: "I love you". You are perfect. No one made me laugh as you did. No one said so much shit as you did. No one is as pure as you are. No one was, is or will be more beautiful than you are. And no one will ever love you as I did. That's why I'm here. That's why I'm waiting. We'll walk into Heaven side by side, holding hands. I wish I could hug you and whisper to your ear: "I love you."