Mike was a shooting star. He was so beautiful but did not last long. Mike was my high school sweetheart. He was so full of life that he lit up any room that he walked into. We were prom king and queen. He could make me laugh no matter what was going on. He was the first and only man I ever let my gaurd down completely to. He just had this way about him. I don't think I know one single person that disliked him. I never really stopped loving him. We were engaged for a short time, but I moved away. It took me a while to realize but I still loved him anyway. When I moved home I tried to get back with him, but was unsuccessful so i moved on. Then he wanted me back but I was pregant and with my daughters dad. I feel so guilty because I could see the hurt in his eyes when he looked at me. My daughters dad got into an argument with him and the last time I saw him was on bad terms. When I was pregant with my second daughter I left their dad and tried to reach out to him for his friendship, but never found him. About 2-3 weeks after Journey was born Mike died. I think a little part of me went with him. I always have dreams about him, they feel so real. When I wake up I am sad because I wanted just a little longer with him I don't know if any of you feel this way, but it has been 4 years and I still do. Thanks for listening.
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