Don't Forget Me

I hovered over a desk littered with pictures, pictures that I saved of her before she went missing. There were some I was lucky enough to be in, and others that she was just in, wearing a beautiful of sun dress of some colour. The one my eyes kept floating back to was one of her twirling around in the autumn leaves in a beautiful white dress, her blonde hair floating as if it were in zero gravity.

Whenever I looked at that picture, that exact moment of the day played in my head as if it were a movie and I remembered her smile... Oh how I fucking missed her smile, it was the center of my everything. I couldn't help but grin to myself as my fingers slid over the picture.

I pulled my hand away from the desk and turned away, blinking back tears as I walked over to sit down on the bed we used to share from time to time. It felt like a distant memory, but it was just under a week ago she sat in this bedroom and told me she was pregnant. I love her. Where did she go?