Tethered to the Coffin: The Final Hours
October 31 2025
This is it. The last night. I can’t believe it. She’s just lying there. I keep looking at her picture. “You are still the one I’d choose.” Yes. Always. My chest aches. It’s a heavy, dull feeling. I don’t know how I’m supposed to walk away tomorrow. I’m so tired. But I can’t leave her alone. I miss her already. It hasn’t even happened yet, but I miss her. Just stay here a little longer.
