🌼As the wørld caves in🌼

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Here I sat in the middle of a city street. Our world filled with infection and rot and yet here I sit with my lover. "You have to kill me." They say softly. "I know..." I respond in a whisper only they could hear even though we are the last people on earth and still it would only be me in a moment. I raised my knife over my head, but before I could bring it down I cower at the thought of killing the person in front of me that I have known for all my life. The person that I've made so many memories with. The good, the bad, the intimate... I raise my hand up again with silent tears streaming down my once rosy cheeks that have now turned pale with the horror of what I must do. Before I can do anything my partner reaches their hand up to grab the one that holds my knife a gently brings it down to their mouth. They slowly kiss each of my knuckles, spending more time on the one that holds the promise ring they gave to me. "We promised each other never to cause the other harm didn't we?" All I can do is slowly nod my head in anguish. "Then you shouldn't have to do this." As I look up to meet their eyes, they swipe the knife out of my hand and plunges it into their own stomach. "I will always be there for you even if I'm not here." They say with the same smile they always had. All I could do was hold them as their body slowly grew cold. As I sit in the barren wastelands of the empty city street I let out the loudest sob I have ever had. And just like that I was alone...

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