Here I am.

Five years have passed since I lost him forever. I haven't moved on, I can't. I stil feel him here with me, right by my side.

I remember the day we met perfectly. That was fifteen years ago but it feels like it was yesterday that we met.

He was wearing, as I found out some months later, his favourite tshirt. An orange one with Nike's symbol on its back and the famous 'Just Do It' on the front, a pair of black baggy pants and Converse boots.

His hair was all messed up and his eyed looked much bigger through his glasses.

I don't know what made me look at him...maybe it was the cheerful colour of his tshirt...all I know is I fell in love with him the exact moment I saw him.

I've been always very extrovert so normally I have no problem to meet new people, but with him it was different. It was him who came and talked to me. He said he has seen me staring at him...

I blushed for the first time in my whole life...

Anyway, from that they on we became friends...then lovers...

I was ready to tell everyone about us...I wanted everyone to know he was mine.

He told me he was not ready so I waited and waited and waited.

Finally, one day he came to me and said he loved me and didn't want to hide anymore!

I swear I was the happiest mean alive when I heard him say that.

We organised a party in our house and invited all our friends and family. Everyone was there waiting for us to tell them whatever it was that we were going to say.

We told everyone we were together and getting married soon!

We were happy, everyone was happy for us, things couldn't get any better...

But all our happiness died that day...the day he got killed.

It was five years ago as I said before an since that day I've been living here, in this damn place where everyone treats me as if I was crazy. I know I am not crazy, just a bit angry at whoever it was that killed my angel, my life, my everything. I've been every night for five years hoping to get out of here and kill that person...but I'm tired of waiting and I know you, my love, are tired of waiting for me too. Yeah, I'm in a mental hospital since the day he died...but what did you expect? Someone killed him they day we were getting married! Anyway, as I said I'm tired...I don't really feel like killing anyone anymore...so this is it, I can't take it anymore...

Soon we will be together Rob, soon I'll be with you forever. I know you've been waiting for me for too long my love...but you won't wait anymore, I swear...