I remember reading sometime when I was still alive, that when you die, you still have 7 minutes of brain activity left. In those 7 minutes, it's rumored that your brain gives you a slideshow of your biggest memories. It was right; I saw her in all of them. She was my biggest support and the most important person in my life. I saw the first time we met. It was at a school event. I hadn't ever seen her before, but I saw her eyes light up while she was with her friends and heard the way her laugh sounded. She was beautiful, utterly beautiful. I saw our first date, on the back of my truck looking at the stars. I saw our first kiss at her locker to shut up her stressing about a midterm. I saw my proposal to marry her one day. It was the day my grandmother died and I realized how quick this life goes along with holding on to the people you love. Each of these "scenes" were so vivid it felt like I was actually living them until it faded into the next memory. The last memory I was shown was the saddest. I definitely didn't remember this, I must be seeing her memories. It was her last breath. She had said I love you to an empty room, but I knew in my heart that it was meant for me.