My Short Love Story (300 Words)

This is my short love story in 300 words. I met Francine in the city of love, Paris. From the moment I saw her, I was drawn to her. She was beautiful, smart, and had a personality that transcended everyone around her. Despite it being our first date, we felt an instant connection that seemed like the most wholesome thing in the world. She became my support, friend, and family. I never knew my parents, but after meeting Francine, I no longer felt the need to search for them. She was my special girl, and her presence in my life made me feel complete.

However, everything began to change after Francine's mother passed away. She became withdrawn, and her personality descended into dark thoughts. Soon, she started stealing money and valuable items from our house. Her once plump face began to thin, and she started looking like a walking corpse. Her glamorous clothes looked like they were thrift store-cast offs. Despite my efforts to retrieve her from the never-ending black hole, Francine wasn't the same anymore. The drugs took over her, crumbled her like a walking corpse that's ready to be laid into a coffin and engulfed by darkness.

One day, when I arrived home from work, I found Francine lying on the floor surrounded by syringes and cigarettes. She was unresponsive and appeared to have overdosed. I called emergency services, but it was too late. She was gone, and my entire life fell apart. 

Even though my love story didn't end with a 'happy ever after,' I feel extremely grateful for having had the opportunity to meet Francine and build immeasurable memories with her, even if they were bittersweet. The thought of her still consumes me every day.. She was the only person in my life whom I cared for, and her loss has left a void that can never be filled.