Have you ever been in love? No I don't mean the "highschool sweethearts" kind of love, or the "puppy love" kind of love, I mean the love that you think is meant to be, then just as fast as it came, it went. The type of love that you sacrifice yourself and who you once were just for that person only to have your heart ripped out of your chest, stomped and trampled on and to never have it be repaired, the type of love that changes you forever and you can never look back? This was probably the worst day of my life and ruined my life.

It was like any other day as one would start, I sat up and stretched my arms over my head and groggily rubbed my eyes as I stumbled out of bed and went downstairs "Well good morning sunshine." I heard a soft voice say as I look up from my hands still being on my eyes not realizing I walked downstairs "Good morning mom." I said groggily as I sat at the table waiting for breakfast, "What are we having today anyway?" I said trying to be enthusiastic, because I was, I was still just waking up and tired so my tone was not that excited. "Pancakes my dear." My mom said with her smile that was sweet like honey, her lips were as pink as a Dark Engagement Rose, you couldn't be mad at her sweet smile or her she was as sweet as honey on a warm spring day and her skin was as soft as a soft blanket freshly warm out of the dryer maybe that's why dad fell in love with her along with her amazing, kind, and gentle personality. Most people say I take alot after her more than my dad, like a spitting image of her which I always smile and take it as a compliment but people warn me that my looks could get me introuble and to not be "a foolish girl" and end up getting tangled up in boys and such. I groan and roll my eyes "Pancakes AGAIN? Mom we always have pancakes for breakfast, can't we have something else?" She giggles to herself and just smiles "You know they're your father's favorite." I roll my eyes and put my arms on the table as I rest my head on my arms. A few minutes of what seemed like an eternity she finally set a plate infront of me of her delicious homemade pancakes, fluffy as always with a crispy crust and fluffy like a cloud on the inside, I sit my head up and smile at the sight because no matter how much I eat them they're too perfect not to eat. I grab the syrup from the cupboard above the stove and sit back down as I pour my syrup evenly on my pancakes before closing the lid and setting the bottle aside, I pick up my fork and knife that was already sitting on the table waiting for me which I did not notice were there before. I eat the pancakes slowly, enjoying and savoing. Every. SIngle. Bite. When I am almost done I hear keys jingling as I look over and see my mom getting ready to leave, she turns her head and sees me staring at her confused then she smiles and says "I'll be back sweetheart, I am going to go visit your dad while he's at work, it's his lunch break and going to bring him some pancakes." I smile and nod "Okay mom, have fun."  As I put the last bite of pancake to my mouth I hear a "May?" I quickly run my head almost snapping my neck to look over at her, my mom almost NEVER says my name unless i'm in deep trouble, or she has something serious to talk about. "Yeah?" I say while I stuff my mouth with the last bite of the pancake that was on my fork, still not breaking eye contact with her, she smiled once more, she always smiles even when she's sad she knows her smile comforts people I mean why wouldn't it? She quite literally "has the face of an angel" and is so beautiful. But this smile was, different a more sincere smile but still soft, kind and calming like it always is. "I love you" she says softly, I try to not choke up and quickly blink away the tears I feel coming "Yeah, I uh...Love you too mom-" I say softly and quickly look down at my empty plate, only pancake crumbs and sticky syrup remain of what was mom's delicious homemade pancakes. "I'll always love you, no matter what happens May, don't never forget that" she finally says before closing the door behind her and getting in her car to go to dad. When I know she's finally gone I cry, I cry and I cry and I cry, I cry for what feels like forever when I finally collect myself and get up to take my plate to the kitchen and clean it off before leaving it in the sink. After I clean up my mess and put the syrup away I walk upstairs to get changed and get ready to go out for the day, I walk in my room and look at myself in the mirror as my wings slowly spread out, they were as white as the clear, crisp white snow on a snow day. I dig through my clothes and find a nice t-shirt and jeans that I just throw on hoping it works and goes together, after I get dressed I stare at myself in the mirror and smile, satisfyed at the results. As I get ready to gather my things and leave my room my phone buzzes, it's a text message, I open my phone and look at it, read it and realize it's from my father, he tells me to have a good day at doing my job today in the human relm I groan and reply "Thank's dad, i'll try." I sigh and finish gathering all my stuff then head out the door as I lock it behind me and head out.