prologue
I watched her as she stepped onto her backyard with a big box on her hands and a trash bin waiting for her.
She put down the box and opened it. She grabbed a piece of paper and stared at it with teary eyes.
It pains me to know that I’m the one who caused this to her. I’m the one who pained her...........my queen, my love, my hope, my light in this dark world, I hurt the only one who was there with me through thick and thin, good and bad. And what did I do to repay her? I only caused her more pain.
She quickly wiped the tear and went to look at the photo, hatred was the only thing visible in her eyes. She reached for something inside the box, when she found it she pulled out a lighter and gasoline.
I already know what she is doing.
She dumped the gasoline inside the can then set the bottle down.
She turned back to the picture she was holding then turned her attention to the lighter.
She took a deep breath and thightly closed her eyes.
Once she opened her beautiful chocolate brown eyes, she burned the picture. Our picture. Then threw it inside the can causing the whole can to be on fire. The action she did caused a great amount of pain shot through my chest.
She bent down and picked more pictures and threw it inside the bin, she also picked the teddy bear I won for her during one of our dates. She also threw everything that belonged to me that I left her to Remember me by until I come back.
Before I left her I promised her that I’ll come back that was seven years ago. It angered and saddened me that she didn’t believe me when I said that I will come back for her but who could blame her, she waited for seven f*cking years! If I were her I lose hope to. I’ve watched for seven, how she cry herself to sleep, how she would not eat for days even weeks. How I wanted to just go to her and comfort her, but I can’t.
After seven years of torture of not being with her, I can finally come back, but most likely she wouldn’t accept me back to her life. But I’m going to try until my last breath to get my queen back.
