Terrible Things

-ONE WEEK LATER-

I felt the tears stream down my face. I can't believe he was gone. Today was the day of the funeral. I couldn't go. I just couldn't. I'm the reason he's dead. Even though he's been a douche the past 3 weeks, I still loved him. He was always so cute and adorable. Always wanting to hold my hand and hug me and tell me how special I was. I took that all for granted. It's just all gone now. I pulled my knees closer to my chest as I stared at the picture of him and me on New Year's Eve. It pained me so much to think that we used to be so happy together. Now he's just.. gone.

Notes

ITS REALLY SHORT BECAUSE IT'S A FILLER IM SORRY