My boyfriend died on the 6th of March, 1999, from a ruptured brain aneurysm. It has been a good 4 months since he has gone. He died 354 days before our anniversary, just 2 days short of 1 year for our blossoming relationship. He was 17 and exactly 1 week old when he died, and it's been hard for me to believe that the person I love could leave at such a young age. He was my bestest friend and my soul-mate for that 1 year.
I guess now I just cling to the vital thread of my existence; my hope finally renewing with the simple prayers a 17 young women can pray. Savvas was such a good person and it is this fate to such a good person that astounds me. I have trouble accepting that he is gone and with my final year of highschool, wake up every morning crying, or crying my self to sleep.
The best memory I have was lying next to him in bed, undressed to our undergarments with the sound of the pouring rain and singing:
Snuggling under the blanket with my hand massaging your head was the event that still gives me comfort. You were so loving.
I won't ever forget the day you collapsed on the bed. I still have flashbacks of what I could have done to save you as I was the only one with you, but I am coming to terms with the fact that it has happened and I can't go back...I will just live the life that you taught me to live and patiently wait until I see you in heaven....
I Love You always Sav, from your Lil' Bumpkin, Jen
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