Dreadful Findings
She looked perfect, even in death. I held her hand softly. But I hated how cold she was. I felt like I was holding a block of ice. I kept kissing her, hoping it could be like Snow White. I hoped her eyes would flutter open and we would live happily ever after.
She was my muse, my best friend. She made me believe that I was finally worth something to someone. I quit doing drugs because she thought it was a nasty habit. She turned my life completely around. I did everything I could to make sure she was always happy.
When she went missing, I went crazy. I left thousands of messages on her phone, just to hear her voice again. I wanted to scream, but nothing would take away the emptiness I felt.
I knew she was dead right before my phone rang to tell me the dreadful news. I felt my heart break and tears instantly formed in my eyes. I lost the one thing that ever made me feel complete.
Now I stand here, kissing her icy blue lips for the last time. I couldn't believe that this was the end. I walked away sobbing as they lowered her into the earth. My eyes were glossy and I didn't pay attention to where I was going. I never knew what hit me. But I woke up and she was waiting for me. Her hand was outstretched, pulling me to my feet. The sunset glistened and smiled at us. Heaven never looked so beautiful and my angel never felt more mine.
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