140 #I miss her

JASON

A year has passed, but the day still seems to be a traumatic memory for me.

Her last words for me still echo in my mind. I can’t shake the feeling of regret that fills me every time I think about it.

Kiera.

I closed my eyes as an image of her lying on the hospital bed flashed through my mind. I could still hear her weak voice saying, “I promise.” Her voice, her words, the tears, the pain. It still feels raw and fresh, like an open wound that refuses to heal.

It might never heal completely—a constant reminder of the impact she had on my life. My life has a void that can never be filled. Only Kiera can fill that void, and I am lost without her.

I am now standing here in the warm sun as I stare at the grave that made a great impact on my life. It was because of her that I became the person I am today. Because of her, I can have the life I have always dreamed of. I can never forget the gift of love and wisdom she bestowed upon me. No matter how much I thank her, it will never b