torn apart

five;

milly,

its your... its your birthday today.

you would've turned twenty.

i had been planning this day for months before the accident.

i wanted to make it perfect.

i was gonna propose.

i still have the ring.

but i wear it on a necklace now.

it would've looked so much better on your hand.

i wanted to see the tears in your eyes as i dropped to my knee...

and the smile on your face as you nodded a vigorous yes..

i still can't believe four months have gone by...

four months without your laugh...

fuck... it still hurts like hell.

things are getting darker...

and i miss you.

forever yours,

adam