• All I can think about is her, and beautiful face. Her eyes seem to haunt me, her voice won't stop talking to my mind, and her personality unlike anyother person. The night of her death, I mourned fiercefuly, and I could never find any other like her. I remember the night of our first date. She told me of her past, and she told me her dark secrets that I never thought were possible in a girl like her. I will never know if she really loved me, but what I do know is that I was deeply in love with her. If only I could see her lovely face again, I would tell her my secret plans for our future. I would propose to her, and tell her I loved her. If only my love wasn't lost.