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As the wind blew through her hair, she felt the breeze on her skin.

Sadness and the eagerness of warmth that she was craving, hoping to get.

He watched her from afar, admiring the beautiful view before things end.

Walking towards the soul which once he longed for, his heart ached.

Her raven hair was as beautiful as the night view, as she turned around, and smiled.

The same smile which made him fall for her, the same smile that gave him a reason to live.

Pain, sorrow, despair, and guilt, were the man's emotions.

"Hello, dear."

There were tears in his eyes, wishing this moment will never happen wishing he didn't have to do this.

"...Sorry... forgive me...please.." He said with his head down, a gun held up pointing towards her.

He hated himself for this, if only that day he never took this profession, they would've been living, happily, still embracing each other.

Knowing this will happen, nothing scared her at this moment, she knew this was her destined fate.

Again, she smiled.

"..Hmm? It's okay. Do it quickly." she replied with her voice which was filled with despair but yet so loving.

No words were exchanged in the next second, hands shaking, tears starting to leak.

The trigger,

The one thing which is going to end this,

This love,

This relation,

It was going to end the man's most grand and precious possession,

The love of his life.

slowly pushing the trigger, he was scared, and mad at life made him do this.

BAM

There it was,

The trigger was pulled.

She looked at him one last time.


"Till the next time, we meet love.

in a world that isn't cruel,

In a world where happiness is achievable,

let's promise to meet once again...

and fall in love once again...

I love you...

...and I always will."


with all her strength she looked straight into his deep dark blue eyes.

Lastly,

she smiled.


Her body fell off the building making him run towards it watching it as it falls and crashes onto the floor.

His lover's body drowning in her own blood killed by his own hands,

The hands that used to care for her,

The pair of hands that had promised to protect her,

The pair of hands that have failed her.

He had broken down.

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⏰ Last updated: Jul 11, 2023 ⏰

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