Sometimes...we hope for things to stay as the same as the way it is.
We hope it'll forever stay like this...
But alas, that's not how the world works...
It's just too cruel isn't it?
When snowflakes fall in winter, they appear icy yet fragile. At the same time ethereal to look at, yet precious.
Alas if such thing falls it dissipates.
Similarly, how people wished for such an ice drop yet beautiful thing to stay as it is, like how they wish for everything to stay for awhile, to stop time just to cherish the moment even for a little while longer.
Life is fragile, it can be described in many various ways to interpret it, like snowflakes and such.
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Everything only stays for a temporary time. Overtime it'll slowly diminish...
Hail that was once pure as white was covered in pool of blood. Multiple bodies scattered around, those lives were at lost. Nothing you can do to return those who died in vain.
War apparently took everything from those who grieved and lost their loved ones.
Yet, there was a boy on the verge of death holding hands with his dear. Some may call them as lovers, nor call them as soulmates. These two souls were made for one another, inseparable until death.
Until one of them was taken, he failed to protect his beloved.. and now at the current state holding her cold hand in the mere winter
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''If one day, we both die or neither of us will. Would it be possible to have a second life?''
''If so, I'd love to spend my next life with you.'' She held the boy's hands in endearment.
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''..And I would love to spend my next life with you too..'' He held her hands, not too tight yet gentle as if showing for affection too.
He looked at her, her body lying on the ground peacefully resting yet her features still makes his heart flutter..
With his eyes slowly becoming heavy.. he took his final breath
And thus,
Died along with her..
Two souls no matter whenever they go, they'll always be with one another until death do them part..
A/n: I RUSHED TO REVISION THIS SHIT BC FUCKING ELECTRICTY WAS OUT FOR THE WHOLE DAY, THAT'S WHY IT'S SHORT–
Anyways, what if I write smut?
