It was but a dream

It would have been ridiculous of me to say that the weather seemed to have picked up my mood but with the sky being covered with dark gray clouds ready to pour the heavy rainfall, I stand by my assumption.

Ironically, I would have preferred a sunny day. In the very least it might have made the ache in my heart lighter.

But who am I kidding?

No matter what the weather had been like I'd still feel as broken as I was.

My heart had been shattered to thousands of pieces and I have no idea how to put them back or even if it would ever be whole again.

The pain, the grief, the loneliness and emptiness I felt was too much. I wished I could just crawl in my bed and cried my way to sleep.

But I also knew that I will have to do this sooner or later.

There was no use for stalling the inevitable.

I found myself staring at the gravestone which was staring right back at me on the ground. His name bared boldly on top of it, calling to me.

"Kyle". I let myself breathe that out falling on my knees just a