I searched for him and could then sense a hand on my shoulder. That sense pumped an adrenaline rush and I turned back to shoot him, I fired all the 5 bullets remaining but it wasn’t him.
He gazed at her pic.. The tears had blurred the image. He closed his eyes. Who knew that one meeting would change his life. Years past but those memories stood still.
I loved him more than anything else. But just for this one reason I can’t cry for all my life. There are so many reasons to be happy for, than to cry for.