The Night

Better a sweet lie than the bitter truth

I was long past any coherent thought, head trauma making my head feel like it was stuffed with cotton and tongue heavy. The place was blazing colorful shades of orange and red . The cherry trees near me were alight as well. We were supposed to be married today....but everything was going down in flames. I ran crazily , trying to get away from the scorching fire and shouting out my bride to be's name. I found her , or rather she found me. She was running towards me and I towards her. I wanted to greet her with a kiss , hug so that I could feel her, know she was there with me but it seems she had other ideas. The pain of the knife in my stomach was nothing compared to pain of my heart. I blacked out , when I saw colour again my head was in her lap , her hair was draped over her right shoulder , falling like a golden veil. 'Gold' , I think , " That was going to be our wedding colour." I want to touch her face but my arms are lead.
She leans closer to me , her tickling my face and says , " I am not some pitiful , broken thing that you with your hero complex need to fix. I am not some walking tragedy that you can save. I am me , not some character in a story that will forsake all for love that I didn't even return. Someone once told me that a war is only fought when both sides believe they're right. I'll always be the villain in your story and you will always be the villain in mine . Except I'm not stupid enough to fall in love with the person trying to kill me." I was so stupid to think she actually cared but somehow I can't find myself to regret it because her false comfort seems like better memories in my life of war and hate and pain.
As the world darkens and the burst's into startling white light , I feel liquid on my cheeks.......It could me blood , it most probably is but I want to think that those are her tears , that somewhere inside she did love me, enjoyed are moments together as I did .
I know I'm probably wrong but dying in a beautiful lie seems so much better than dying in the harsh truth .