I saw him. I saw him lying on that bed. I felt myself crawling over to him. Screaming and crying at once.
I knew that someday is gonna be the day that I'm gonna cry like that over him.
But I never could have ever imagined that this day is gonna be our weddingnight.
In our bed.
The first time we were alone that day.
It should have been one of the happiest nights of my life. But instead it has become the saddest and most hurtful night of my life.
I ,still in my wedding dress, felt how the tears were running down my face.
Sitting next to him, holding his head like I'm holding and forcing his soul not to leave his body. I thought that it was probably impossible for him to go now.
I pressed him hard against me.
I focused only on him, so much that I could vaguely hear the massive pounding on our room door.
The only thing I heard was me talking to my first love.
„Please stay." I cried for him
„Don't leave me" I ordered him
„I love you, please." I confessed to him
I focused only on him, so much that I could vaguely hear the massive thud of the door falling to the ground. Family and friends rushing in.
Right before I felt hands on my body pulling me away from his already cold one, I pushed him harder against me than before.
„I will and can never love again." I promised him
And as fast as a promise is made, as fast comes the guilt and fear of ever breaking it.. or not being able to ever break it?
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Promise- I never will
RomanceIn the dance of life, a promise broken, Like a leaf in the wind easily a token. Heart heavy as the burden of a lie unfold, When the one we promised proved weary and cold. Yet the truth reveals a harsh light, As shadows fade, we see with new sight. A...
