The End?

The gentle breeze drifted

through the streets

I slowly took her hand

brought it to my chest

I saw her pink lips curve to a smile

The light was bright

sudden and blinding

I was thrown,

as the heat punctured my lungs

Our hands parted,

like an evil force dragging us apart

My head throbbed as I fell,

my legs hurt

I pushed my hand

as hard as I can to get up

I saw her, meters away,

with bleeding head

My legs failed, so did my ears.

I shouted

Shouted her name

She stretched her arms towards me,

I stretched mine, to reach her,

so far away

She smiled

I smiled

Her eyes slowly closed

So did mine

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