He was gone. My eyes watered as I could my body rapping around his favorite scarlet cushion. I could hear the violin replay in my ear from which he would play. He was gone. My pick me up, my friend, my family. Alexander, I will always remember you. My brave soldier, my only love, why did he have to die. He did no wrong but maybe not enough right. It is so annoying it is always the ones you love the most that leave. They say you should just move on but it is more than that. R.I.P Alexander my true love.