The best memory

You wake up in the morning. His smell still lingers on your skin and on your hair. Wherever and whatever you look at, you can see him there and all these memories pop up in your mind. When you first met, on Starbucks, and how many times you apologized for spilling your coffee on his shirt. Back then you already knew you two could be perfect together. You still remember how you two used to meet there, at the same hour, in the same table, everyday. You talked so much, you shared all that you could share with him and so did him with you. You still remember your first kiss when you walked against each other on the street. It was raining heavily and you fell on the floor. As he picked you up, you got closer, and closer. Without noticing, you two were kissing, in the pouring rain. And, with the shyest smile, he asked you to be his girl. All you could say was 'I've been your girl for a long time!' and he smiled and kissed you again. Days, months, years would go by and you two were stronger and stronger and so was your love. One day he picked you up at the university and you drove 3 hours. When your mind stopped wandering you realized you were at this amazing beach. And as you looked around, amazed by the beauty of the beach, you found him, knelt on the sand, with this tiny box on his hand, asking you to marry him. You didn't even had to say yes, he could read it in your smile and in the way you kissed him right away. Everyday, after university, he would pick you up and you would go to that beach that meant so much to you two. But one day he didn't come. Time started to pass slowly and slower at each second that went by. You were desperate because he wouldn't pick up your calls. One hour later you received a call from the police. Your love was in the hospital, he had had an accident and he was really injured. You ran 3 miles to get to the hospital but when you got there, there was nothing left to do. They tried everything to keep him alive but it was hopeless. And now you're in your bedroom, which used to be yours and his. You can't help nor hold back the tears that are streaming down your face. Every little memory of him makes you cry even more. Suddenly, someone knocks the door. It's your baby boy. You found out you were pregnant a few days after your one and only love's death. 'Mummy, what's wrong? Why are you crying?' he asks, running to your arms and hugging you. 'I miss your dad, baby' you answer and you try to stop crying because you don't want your son to see you like that. 'Oh mummy, he's up there, watching us, don't worry. I'll be your man!' he says, trying to make you smile. And you do, because he's just like his father and he's the best memory you could ever keep from him.