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Feb 2014
Such a short while, I knew her...
I had never before known that such beauty could walk upon this earth
She was my angel. She was my hero. She...
Was my all.
My entire life revolved around her. I knew that without her,
The shell in which my ghost resided in would collapse.
And it did.
The driver did not see, not did he care that with one jolt,
That one glitch in the otherwise mundane routine of a selfish, soulless truck driver;
That one mistake...
Could in the same moment take a life, and continue on with the uncaring attitude one would have
Driving over a pothole in the road.
Instantly, two spirits were released from their earthly home,
Hers, and then mine.
Two hearts, entwined,
Enraptured in the way they were meant to be...
One love.
The autopsy revealed what, to this day,
They still do not understand.
The heart in my husk had imploded, flattened (upon impact..?)
Precisely at the time she was taken away from me.
After examining our two bodies thoroughly, the doctor's words were nil.

They will never understand the true meaning of love
For they know not what it means to be loved
Like we were.
Love is a very powerful thing. Heartbreak is ten times worse though, and once you've fallen in love and your heart becomes broken, it's very difficult to climb back out of the sadness of losing your true love.
Daniel Vanatta
Written by
Daniel Vanatta  California
(California)   
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