InsaneJournal

Lucas was sitting with his legs crossed in front of the tree Layla had grown him for Keith. He sat in silence for a long time and let the tears slip down his cheeks. It had been nine months, nine months since Keith had been taken, nine months since he'd come here, nine months since he'd met Layla, the love of his life. Some many different thoughts ran through his mind as sat there.

He took out his wallet and slid out the picture of him and Keith from when he was eleven.  He ran his fingers gently over the image of Keith.

"I wish you were here Keith. I wish you were here," he said in a shaky voice.