My mind and heart still thinks of you

My mind and heart still thinks of you
If there was any memory, I’m sure I’ll forever hold on to even if I have amnesia; it’s memories of you.
I never believed in love or someone being so passionate to me. In either case, such acts are portrayed by people who want something from me.
It’s very hurtful to know that you died in my place. I watched you being shot directly in your chest without doing anything.
You showed me true selflessness and loyalty. You didn’t stick to me because of my physical features or my wealth.
Everything that happened still feels like yesterday. If I knew I could be the cause of your demise, I couldn’t have talked back at you that hot Saturday we met at the park.
You were the first woman to stand up to me and my sassy attitude. The first time I saw you, I wanted to deny that what I felt for you wasn’t love, it was lust instead.
I’ve been through a lot of heartbreaks. Everyone always leaves in the end; my parents left when I was twelve, so virtually, I don’t expect anyone to be around still.
I later found out you were my newly hired personal assistant. Things took turns, and we became friends, even though I wanted you to be more. I knew I had a lot of enemies, and you might be used as bait for my downfall.
As I said, she was kidnapped and used as a bait to lure me into a warehouse. I saw her, and my heart bled; she was looking so pale and weak. I ran to her without being aware of the pistol aiming at my head. She jumped on me immediately, and my mouth tasted of blood.
Thank God for the cops that came in immediately. She died so I could live. My mind still talks of you, and my heart still looks for you, but my soul knows you’re at peace.

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