She was cold and limp in my arms. What will I do? I can't live without my beautiful angel. The princess in the castle. The young woman forever in my heart.

How will my heart go on? Living without Joan LeAngelo is no better than not living at all. Her name was soon to be Joan Divone. Mrs. Nick Divone and Mr. Joan LeAngelo Divone was what I was hoping for.

Now, that is just my fantasy, never for real. My hope has shattered. How many times can my heart break, before it shatters? My life is just a piece of trash, floating in the wide and alone ocean.

Joan was the second love of my life, after Mel died. Mel died in a plane crash-the day before I was going to propose to her. 

Now, the same thing has happened again. I was just about to propose to Joan, when the shooting star struck her. It was raining. Aren't shooting stars supposed to be goog luck, and grant your wishes?

I was proposing to Joan in the rain, because she always told me she wanted to have her first kiss with her fiance under an umbrella in the rain.

What will I do?

Okay. You guys can either imagine the rest of the story or contact me in someway to tell me your idea of this story. I have no inspiration for this story-SO PLEASE HELP!!!!