Prologue
It didn’t matter where I turned. It didn’t matter where I was. It defiantly didn’t matter if he was alive or not. Part of him was gone. He wouldn’t know where he was when he woke up again. He would know who I was if he saw me. He would forget the love I had for him that I was absolutely in love with him. He wouldn’t know anything.
I felt like everything was my fault, usually it always was to me. I didn't know this much damage would happen. I just wished at this point in time that this uncontrollable feeling,mistake, would have never happened to me.
