[ WP ] `` Every person sees the world in a unique way . When someone dies it is , in a way , the death of an entire world . ''

I sat at the edge of her bed, wondering if this is how it ended. An entire life deconstructed into the last few hours, her last few breaths. All I could consume myself with was memories, the moment we met, our first kiss, the day our son was born. Her thoughts her future all diminished in one split second one stupid desicion and all her hopes and dreams were all gone. Her entire life led to this moment and then it was gone. I will never hear her laugh again or hold her hand. She is the only one who saw the world the way she did. Today that world is gone, and Now two worlds are only one.
