Story I wrote about six years ago.

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please remember that this was written 6 years ago when I was younger and consumed with the idea of being in love.



I kept on thinking how happy I was today. It was the only thing I could do at the time. It was such a perfect morning. You had your day off from work and I did too so we both slept in. It was really nice to be in bed with you those few extra hours. Remember how we got up at a quarter to one to make breakfast? Ha, we woke up so late.

Too bad there wasn't any milk left to make pancakes. So you decided that while I go into town to buy some milk, you would find us a movie so we could cuddle later.

It was snowing slightly when I walked out the door after I kissed you good-bye. The snow crunched under my boots as I walked to the car. It was a good thing that we sprinkled some salt on the driveway the night before cause the roads looked icy.

When I was driving the three miles to Centralia I passed Jefferson National park. I remembered that it was where we met five years ago. You drove up on your truck and I was there waiting on my bike. We met online and somehow it sparked. We didn't know what happened but that was it. One would wonder if we rushed into something and maybe we did, but I knew that I was in love with you then as much as I am in love with you now. Who would have known, five long hard but all in all happy years together.

I know things weren't perfect but we always pulled through. I arrived at a water mill that established the entrance to Centralia. The town was oddly empty today. I figured it was because of the storm. I parked the car and walked into the supermarket. It smelled of sweet bread and cinnamon. I grabbed a basket and walked the isles. It would be a waste to come to the store only for milk. I walked down the candy section and got some of my favorite chocolate, then I remembered that we only had two bottles of ketchup left so I grabbed a few, along with some tuna and seasoned bread crumbs.

On my way to the register, I got some dog food and a toy for the cat. Edwin lost his last stuffed mouse and Hollie ate all her food yesterday after I left out the bucket of her kibble.

The woman scanned everything and I was out in no time. I got in the car and made my way out to Main Street. The snow was coming down harder and the boats on the bay where bobbing up and down like crazy. I just wanted to go home and snuggle next to you on the couch. So I decided to be a little quicker and drive a little faster. I couldn't wait till I got home.

The wind was picking up now and the clouds at the horizon grew gray and the ocean looked black. Again I passed the windmill and the park. Then I was going on a curve when an entire branch from a tree fell on the road in front of me. I swerved so as to not hit it but my tires had no grip the icy road and the car began to fish tale. I panic and tried to brake but it was too late. I was going to fast and the car flew of the road and flipped a couple times before landing on a ditch

It was very silent after that. I couldn't move from all the pain. I was bloody like hell. I reached for my coat on the passenger side to get my phone and call for help, but as I turned, an excruciating pain thundered across my chest and I knew I had broken ribs.

I couldn't move. All I could do was look at our picture on the sun-reflector. The picture that we took together after we went to see the Devils play against the Rangers. I couldn't help at laugh at your face when the devils won. You rubbed it in my face all afternoon.

I needed you there with me. I knew that after the crash, the car sent out a signal for help. So I closed my eyes and wait. I remembered this morning and the day before that and I remember how you kissed me before I left. I remember the fights and how I wish I could have spent more time with you.

I don't know how long I slept but when the state highway emergency services arrived, I remember them saying that I looked like a ghost. As they pulled me up to the ambulance I looked down at the wreckage. The twisted metal didn't even resemble my Subaru outback. I wanted to go back home to you but I knew I had to go.

My funeral was a quite one. My mother was there with my sister and you family was there too. Our friends greeted you and offered any help. I did notice that you didn't cry. But you where quite for months after my accident. You sold the house and move to San Diego. A couple years passed and you fell in love again. I wanted you to move on and be happy as long as you never forgot me. And you didn't because every year, at least once you would come and visit me at the bay where you threw my ashes with my mother.

I remember you and your love and now I get to watch you remember me. I will always be with you, the same way you are with me.