Her room ( sanemi)

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I walked into her room for the last time.
She had accidentally left her windows open and a slight breeze was blowing threw the room.
A night dress was balled up on the floor.
Her hair pins were neatly arranged in a box and there was a brand new one, still with a ribbon tied around it.
A book was on her beside table with a bookmark placed halfway.
A book she loved.
She would reread it constantly and always would be shocked at the ending.
Her room started to get cold.
Her warm body was also now cold.
Clothes in her closet she would never wear.
A white dress, perfectly covered in lace that would never be worn.
Never worn to walk down the isle to me.
She walked down to him.
In her prefect lace gown and her warm body.
He's probably still at her grave.
Morning the lost of his wife.
Everyone's checked on him.
But nobody's checked on me.
Her best friend.
A letter lays on her table.
The seal was still in-tacked.
The contents of the letter would be unknown to her.
I took the letter off the table, not wanting him to find it.
She died without knowing how i felt about her.
The room had grown freezing.
I took one last look at her room and walked out.
For the last time.

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