DISCLAIMER: I don't own any of the characters in this story.
Just a short drabble about how Ally feels when she lost Tyler.
I hate waking up in the morning without seeing Tyler. I always can't help feeling hopeful that someday he'll come back and we would be happy back in each other's arms. But somewhere in the back of my mind says that I should let go and move on, but I can't since he was my first and only love.
I hate thinking that he'll never come back because he's dead. Sometimes I hope that I could already be with him and my mom. But I guess both of them would want me to be happy but how can I, when the only one that could make me happy is gone.
I'll never forget him. I'll always think of him. I'll always cherish the moments we've spent together. He'll always remain in my heart. I don't think I'll ever be truly happy until I see him again.
But until then, I'll always miss him with all my heart.