"If your reading this it's too late, I'm Sorry, I love you."

Tears rolling down thier face as they reread the first line over again. Lurching as if all Air had
been sucked out the room like a vocoum.

"Please don't Blame yourself" was how it ended. But the pain was already done, the Laceration's were derp across the soul to never heal in this Lifetime.

"Father please allow this life taken to soon to enter your eternal Home," Read the priest, as if we all didn't know the Truth in his Word's.

Lost, Damned. In Life, and Death.

Time was what they wished for. Time to not only heal, but to go back. Begging," Father Please No I'll do Anything!

To Change the past was too late, while to change the Future was not; but to prevent the loss of Other's was the Eternal Plea.

But only to wake up to this Nightmare, is a Death sentence in itself, for a Lifetime; while to See it repeated was a Damnation.

"If only I Listened," is what we Cry; while we beg the rest to take the Time. Simply, because life is Precious.

July 29, 2022
© Spencer"Hylian"Roberti