Forever

The letter He wrote was clear: "meet me at our forever place, we really need to talk". She doesn't hesitate when she reads it. She knows why he called it.

She exits the building into a rainy atmosphere, then opens an umbrella and walks to her destination. A stone bridge above water, with twin lights on each side. Even in the rain he's been waiting for her there; she can see him worry from distance: pacing, muttering, sweating. He's normally not like this, he's a relaxed type of guy. She starts shivering as the breeze takes play, she keeps her jacket unzipped to let it play with her more.

He sees her in the distance, finally, he braces himself as she makes her approach. She knows him best, so she slows her steps, and as she slows her steps, he gets shortness of breath. Eventually the two are looking eye to eye, they oblige and say hi, then he realizes: he hasn't told her why she had to come by. He speaks his mind and convides, taking his time, you can see the worry in her eyes as he says: "this place has been their very demise".

He waits for her reaction, patiently, he counts the time as she menacingly stares at him; he widens his eyes. He sees her, but he doesn't see she's dying inside; she sees him, she sees only fear in his eyes.

Seemingly frozen, she shivers. Essentially frozen and with loss of emotion she takes steps closer to him. He says: "we should be talking this out", yet silence fills their mouths. "That will do" he says, and it does. She takes the last step towards him, teasing him with worry. He looks down at her and she looks up to him, only one head short, the perfect fit. She drops her umbrella beside his feet and grabs his damp shirt with deathly grip, it pinches him. Both look down as she then struggles to rip the shirt in a vertical two, as exposing him topless is to exposing his shame. They share a last kiss, she bites his lip; they hold hands, she doubles his grip.

Finally she presses her head vigorously on his chest, he holds her scarcely and cautiously with tears; inaudible, she starts sobbing as thunder comes into play, alone, in their forever place and soaked by the rain. The night falls quick as their mouths talk silence, with a full moon lit, the wolfs start howling. The two share the view, the sight, and the sound; as they dwell on the endless silence in this place, they dwell on the end of their relation.

"Forever friends?" Are his words to her; "forever friends?" Are her words to him.

He says: "we don't have to throw our friendship away", but what friend brings another friend pain?

"I should go." Are his words to her;
"and leave me alone?" Are her words to him.

"I'm sorry." He says gently.

Her deathly grip does not weaken-

(I don't think I know how to finish this).