Life. It is based upon two things as a child, work and play. That is all I did in my first eighteen years. But then, I met, her. She had a face that yelled "beautiful", and her voice was of the very angels. Her hair looked as it was woven by Arachne, and her skin, softer than a thousand pillows. Her milky brown eyes mesmerized me. I had known now, I was in love.
I could not be without her, so I swallowed my fear, and I asked her the question that would change our lives forever more. This question, I'm sure everyone is familiar with. To my surprise, her answer to this was "Yes". Nearly a fortnight later, she was walking down the aisle of an elegant church. She was wearing the most mystifying dress I have ever lain my unworthy eyes on. It was our time to seal our destinies. As I said my vows to her, the expression on my face was ever so great. Finally, we were given the rings. This was the greatest day of my life, until the unimaginable happened.
As she was saying the joyful words of "I do", she shrieked in pain, gasped for air, and collapsed. Instantly, my heart sunk into oblivion. I tried to save her with every fiber of my strength, but it was futile. She was gone. I later discovered that heart problems ran in her family, and the fact of marriage made that organ burst .
Grief has come over me in so many ways. Now, when I gaze into the moon, I see her divine face. When the wind whistles, I hear her angelic voice. When I breath the scent of rain, I smell her silky hair. And when I lie my head on my sheets, I feel her delicate skin. Tis, my love is gone not only from me, but from the entire world. I can not be without her. And with that I bid farewell to this kingdom. I shall be with you soon my love.