I will never know if you remember, wherever you are now. It was already autumn, and the chill in the air reminded us that soon the cold winds would sweep through the plains and our city.

We stopped the car, I wanted to take a picture of you: I wanted to stop the clock, capture this second of eternity, your smile, the nice clothes you decided to wear on our special day…

In truth I should not be here to tell the tale, but this is what happened:

We kissed, a long, passionate kiss, I remember losing myself in that kiss, and I could hear my heart – or was it yours? Wherever you are now, you surely remember that feeling.

For soon I felt the pain, my skin being cut, so lightly, those sharp incisive, your beautiful white incisive…

Thus I became who I am now, and you are gone.