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She looked in his eyes,
Cold and bleak.
The love that once shone in them nowhere to be found,
Reaped by his sorrows and pain.
Gone
This was no longer the happy boy she fell in love with.
Who filled her life wirh laughter and glee.
But a shell of a man
Who has seen more than one ever should
Who has felt pain and seen the beautiful lie that is life.
All that is left of the love she once knew is the memories and constant weight in her heart.
Forever reminding her of what she once thought would last forever,
But slipped through her fingers when she never even knew she was letting go.
She laughed.
Broken and pitiful.
A short humorous thing.
"Forever,
What a joke."
Tears streamed down her face,
Slow and painful.
Mocking her and her wishful thinking.
Oh how niave she was,
And now the price she payed was so much greater than she could of ever thought.
Her love.
Snatched away when she least expected.
When she so stupidly believed everything was okay.
Sobs wracked through her body,
The hands clasped desperately over her mouth the only thing holding her together.
Her hunched frame shook violently,
as if laughing at her misery.
Slowly, a small, trembling hand reached out,
Desperately trying to bring back what she lost.
Her shaky fingers lightly brushed his cheek, caressing it with the fear of and trepidation of a new mother holding her child for the first time.
The last touch she'll ever have,
His skin smooth and cold as stone.
"I'm sorry,"
She broke,
"So, so sorry,"
Crashing to the ground as she loud out ugly, wretching sobs,
Shaking
Crying,
Screaming
wishing
Wishing for him back.
His hold, soft and cosy like warm drink and your favourite blanket on a cold rainy day.
His bright, shining eyes that crinkled slightly at the corners everytime he laughed.
His jokes that she knew weren't funny but still made het crack up everytime because he could never get them out past his own giggles.
His smile, so full of love and compassion and warm like a thousand suns, that made all her troubles melt.
him
But she was foolish.
And now he's gone.
She's alone.
She failed him when she promised she would never let him down, when he needed her the most.
And now,
His limp body hung above her,
Like a puppet that had its strings cut.
Unmoving, and unnatural still as she knelt helplessly on the floor below him.
Clutching uselessly at the carpet as the only person to ever care or show her love,
The only person she ever had, ever would love, her everything, hung above her head,
Finally escaping the cruel world that had cursed him from the start.
He was free,
At peace.
But not alone, not for long.
She would follow him to the ends of the earth, she promised him that.
She already broke one promise, she won't break another.