GPOYS - Are you feeling lucky, punk? Edition
I feel empty. The light of my life was ripped away from me, leaving me in darkness. I can still smell hair jasmine-scented hair as we laid on top of the ruffled white linen bedsheets. I can still hear her angelic whispers as she counted the ways she loved me. I can still feel her touch that electrified every fiber in my being. And then I am snapped out of my reverie and I realize once more that she is gone from this world.
One summer morning, as the sunlight illuminated the freckles on her lovely face, I softly whispered into her ear “If you ever die, I would go to war with the heavens and kill God himself so I can bring you back and feel your tender lips pressed against mine once again.”
And so I will stay true to my word and travel to the heavens to fight for the one truly great thing in my life that has been stolen away from me. Nothing will stop me and anyone who dares to stand in my way will meet a true end.
Goodbye, and see you on the other side.