She stands over me like an angel from my past. Boots to her knees and flowers in her hair, she is a vision of beauty and innocence and purity and happiness.
She stands over me, a sharp contrast to everything I am now.
She kneels down and takes my hand in both of hers.
She whispers that she loves me and begins to cover my hand in kisses.

I close my eyes and, just like that, the world is gone and all its cruelty is gone with it.
I hear nothing but her whispers and I feel nothing but her soft lips on my skin.
I let my eyes slowly open again and see her smiling down at me, her beautiful green eyes filled with love and caring
I try and smile back, to tell her how much I love her, how much I need her, how, without her, the world was empty. But I can’t.