**Based on "Long Long Way to Go" by Def Leppard**

She was 23 and I was 25. Now she's still 23 and I'm 30. Half a decade has passed. It feels like an eternity.

I wish I could go back to that night when she was suffering. I wish I could have been there to stop her, to reassure her that I loved her and we'd get through this together. Now there's only regret. There's only "what I should have done"...

My friends told me that time would heal me, that I would find someone else and be happy again. They didn't understand. No one understands.

I remember her. Her smile, her beautiful brown eyes, her perfume that she would always wear that I used to buy her every anniversary. And the blissful days we spent together.

What I would give to be back with her now. To see her again and to find out what happy is again. I'll promise I'll see you soon baby, I promise I'll see you soon.

And that's when I let go of the trigger.

Next:

When I awaken, I'm surrounded by wires and beeping sounds. I try to cry. Why didn't it work? Why do I have to continue to suffer?

I try pulling out the wires, anything to cut off what kept me alive. The heart monitor stopped but I was still here. I was still living in this nightmarish reality.

"You don't need to do this" a voice said, breaking into the silence and plugging back in the monitor and all the other wires. "I'm here to help you" she continued- words I had never heard before.

That's when I stared at this figure. I gasped at the sight. It was her, on earth. My second chance.