I look at him; he is surrounded with his, no, our friends. The ceremony is in full swing, but I am lost in my own world. I am staring at the object of my love and affection; the center of my being, my life and my love. He means so much to me.   A year back we became one, and not a single day has gone by since, where I have not looked towards the heavens and thanked my stars for blessing me with his companionship. He is everything that I hoped for and more. Perfect in every way, giving to all and never expecting anything in return.   Slowly yet steadily, silent tears trickle down from my eyes as I remember those moments in my life that I had blissfully shared with him. An arm wraps itself around me and I lean back into the loving embrace of my sister.   “It’s time,” she says.   I nod in answer, not trusting my voice as I see him for the last time, before a black wall separates my love and me.       There's plenty of food here in the jungle, but nothing tastes as good as feedback.   Back to My Story Page The Authors Haunt Author Directory The Authors Haunt Library The Authors Haunt Home

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