Hi little cows. So this is for SmilleeFace11 writing competition.
Trigger warning ⚠- Just... Don't read if you get triggerd easily.

         I wave to my boss as she begins to close up shop. The small neon blue 'Open' sign in the window is turned off with the flick of a small switch next to the glass door that was slightly too tinted and dirty to see through. I pull out my light purple phone in order to text my boyfriend, the dim light from it illuminating my face in the darkness outside my work place.

Love I'll be home soon.
Could you pick up some groceries from the store?
I'll get them in the morning, I promise dear
Please
I'll see you in a couple of minutes honey

       With that I carefully push my phone back into the pocket if of my black and grey hoddie, stuffing my hands along with it as a chilly breeze ruffles my short, curly brown hair. Exhaling deeply, with a puff of my visible breath in the cold winter air, I begin the short walk back to me and my boyfriend's apartment.

       As I approach the front gate I see the lonely flickering light that hardly alowed proper safety. Opening the door I walk into our bottem floor room. "I'm back dearest!" My beautiful partner hugs me tightly before I even realized he was standing right there. "Let's go to bed." he said in a small voice. So that's what we did.

       I wake up and reach over to my love "Good morning my sweet." I mumble, flicking the light on so I can look at the photograph of who once was my everything. "I still miss you Sammy, but it will be OK soon." I say quietly, a single warm tear tracing its way down my face, onto the picture.

       If only the dream were real. If only I hadn't agreed to go to the store. If only the single flickering light hadn't shown the pale and cold body of my boyfriend, with a single trickle of crimson coming out of his mouth. If only I had noticed the signs quicker. If only he hadn't jumped from the roof of the seven story complex.

       If only he hadn't left me then maybe I wouldn't be doing the same. If only I could deal with the pain, I wouldn't be standing on that seventh floor roof, looking down at that single flickering light at midnight. If only I wasn't forced to see his body again only a few days ago in a coffin then I wouldn't be falling. If only I was stornger then maybe I wouldn't of felt that shock of pain before the darkness of death consumed me.

Here lies Samuel Ferare and Leo Ikim
Imagine what things this smart, kind, and creative couple could of accomplished
If only they had survived.