The Girl in the Black Dress

She was here, standing in front of our house again.I don't care that she is not real as her mere sight gives my heart a reason to beat and my lungs the reason to breathe.She has been with me for 15 years now and tomorrow is her birthday and anniversary of our first meeting. I will never forget that feeling in my heart when I first saw her in that black dress. I could never understand why she didn't think herself pretty. For the rest of us, she was gorgeous. I'm planning on celebrating her birthday and inviting everyone regardless.

I'm still mad at God for taking her away from us. It's tragic that what she loved the most took her life. She passed away before I could summon the courage to tell her. I knew that she would not be able to handle the truth. I was afraid,afraid to admit that all of her suspicions were true. I was actually having an affair with her best friend. We tried to hide it but she knew something was wrong. I curse myself to this day for this. The only reason she wasn't sure is because she loved me. And now that she's gone and our affair is over I find myself battling her memories. I remember how she used to be so exited on her birthdays. She had a lot of friends and everyone liked her and gave her unforgettable presents. She deserved all the attention she got. I remember how I forgot her birthday in the first year of our marriage and how that made her cry.I had to apologize hundreds of times to bring her beautiful smile back on her face. I know that even if I told her she wouldn't leave me. Maybe that's why I did it. Her love, I never deserved her love. Now here I am alone knowing that I would never meet her again in this life and even if there is an afterlife, I don't deserve to meet her in that too. All I am left with is the ocean of her memories and broken stars keep falling in it.