"HELP," I shouted in my sleep. Um, I had a weird nightmare, drowning in tears that kept coming from my tender face. I got up, I still had to calm down ... I went to the bathroom to wash my eyes and freshen up. Looking in the mirror, my heart stopped beating for a moment! God, I saw his image behind me. He was smiling and stroking my hair. Did I imagine Hardly, although dreams are the fruit of imagination ... I loved him and I will never stop loving him, I will never forget how I felt his last drop of air and the last time he pierced my heart with his beautiful blue eyes! Again a tear flowed from my eye, then a second, a third and finally I couldn't stand it ... I fell to the ground as if I wanted to be next to him as soon as possible. I couldn't bear to be strong… I couldn't accept that he was gone, I still don't believe I'm alone. He is next to me, even now! I can feel it ... my heart warmed as if it were in love again. I like to go to his grave and remember again the wonderful days we had together ... he didn't like to cry, so when I went to him I tried to be strong ... and you know what? Only he managed to make me strong, his presence was enough for me, even though he was physically absent ... What am I doing now? No, I don't start life anew, I continue the old one, but I don't wear those black clothes anymore, I even smile, I changed the black roses with white ones, just to show that he is alive, he is alive inside - in my heart <3 he didn't like to cry, so when I went to him I tried to be strong ... and you know what? Only he managed to make me strong, his presence was enough for me, even though he was physically absent ... What am I doing now? No, I don't start life anew, I continue the old one, but I don't wear those black clothes anymore, I even smile, I changed the black roses with white ones, just to show that he is alive, he is alive inside - in my heart <3 he didn't like to cry, so when I went to him I tried to be strong ... and you know what? Only he managed to make me strong, his presence was enough for me, even though he was physically absent ... What am I doing now? No, I don't start life anew, I continue the old one, but I don't wear those black clothes anymore, I even smile, I changed the black roses with white ones, just to show that he is alive, he is alive inside - in my heart <3
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Very beautifully written! And believe me, once you have the courage to come out of the formal mourning, you will come out of the real one day, and that means you are strong! We are all strong, although we do not acknowledge it. Otherwise the story is great!