“I can’t believe he’s really gone. The only one I’ve ever known who loved me for real, with every fiber of his being. He understood me, accepted me in spite of my mood swings and my weird obsessions. He told me I was his Gothic princess. And he was my everything.
“I found his razor in the back of the drawer. I know I cleaned it out, so where did it come from? Maybe he’s trying to tell me something. From beyond, or wherever he is. His way of showing me there’s a way out. A way to make this pain go away.
“A way to be with him again.“
