His name was Erik Hernandez. A life full of people, and friends. But for every friend he made, a new enemy he acquired.He was the one I loved.

Three bullets caught to his chest,
With the last dieing breathe comes a request
"Promise me that when your face meets mine in heaven, in my arms you'll be"
Hot tears fall on my love's face and clean his blood, hoping he'll see me.
A smile that lingered, to someone else could have been a grin of pure glee
But reality brought me back to Earth, and I held him close to me.
And I felt the life seep out of him,his hand grow limp and cold.
Rushed to the hospital,he gave me a note, that carefully I unfold

"My angel, you were the thing that kept me going, even when my sky was darker than jet black. I know that you might think that I never said this enough, but I love you, and always will. One day, the time will come when I'm taken away from you, and I now it IS selfish, but baby, when that day comes, please, always remember me. In my dresser, i have a picture of us, and i want you to always cherish it. Your beautiful, and you'll fall for someone else. But keep this picture." With love, forever yours, Erik Hernandez"

A new batch of silent tears fall from m eyes, but this time it's of love.
Days later, I stare out the window, my thoughts are only of him.
out side my window is a PURE WHITE DOVE
I stare at the picture that was given to me, and i read it again.
I felt good, totally regenerated, i have forgiven myself for being alive,
while he is not. But as i type this, i have his love and strength in me.
And forever that way, shall I be