2.32am

At this time of the night, I would be with him. I would sneak out and meet him at the usual place. Well, now is different. He is gone and is never coming back. He died on this day, one year ago. The feeling of being loved is now buried deep in my heart. Over the past year I went to school, came back from school, studied a little and…well, nothing more. Every day I planned to change it, but I just couldn't. Now I am determined to do it. Will I make it this time?