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One-Shot #7: Leaps At A Grave (Ziam) ♥

Raindrops.

Grey Skies.

 I felt my slow strides pulling me deeper and deeper into sadness.

Stop.

I stood there, looking at the grass for as long as I could; I knew that the second I raised my head, my heart would break into a million of little pieces yet again.

Sighs.

Heads rising.

Tears falling, mixing with the cold drops from above.

“ In loving memory of Liam James Payne,

A kind heart who left us too soon. ”

Before I knew it, I was sitting cross-legged in front of the tombstone, hands reaching out to place a bouquet of his favorite flowers on the marble slab under his name.

He always preferred the brightest flowers you could possibly find; he’d say that everyone needs some kind of brightness in their life.

Instinctively, my right hand slipped into my pocket and I could feel the cool, smooth, silver ring against my fingertips.

I pulled it out and placed it next to the flowers.

It was all I got to keep that belonged to him but it was all I needed.

I picked it up once again and tilted it so I could see the words engraved on the inside.

“Sometimes great things can’t be seen by everyone.”

With my bottom lip quivering and my throat dry, I violently rubbed my eyes and got up.

If I didn’t leave, it was certain that I’d die right then and there of a broken heart.

Walking.

He had died in his sleep.

The doctors said it was of natural causes and there wasn’t anything I could’ve done to prevent it.

It’s so incredibly difficult knowing that the one you love and spent every single day with had left you in his sleep while you were right there, in his arms, without a single clue.

Thinking. Reminiscing.

We never even had the chance to show ourselves for who we really were, including our unique love.

They feared we’d bring down our image and ruin all the work they had schemed over for years.

I looked down at my left hand and twirled around my own, matching, silver ring that always rested upon my engagement finger no matter what .

The inside was engraved with the words: Always in my heart

Today was special.

It would’ve been our third anniversary.

It was our third anniversary. Just because he wasn't here, it didn't mean that we weren't still together.

We would always be together.

A Broken Heart

Everyday it does not get better.

He thought they’d always be together.

He would have to live every remaining day

wishing he’d feel the familiar lips on his,

curing his longing with a kiss.

Knowing he’d never belong to anyone else,

knowing he would never experience the same love

twice,

he wasn’t very wise

and took a leap of faith,

in the wrong direction,

or maybe, it was okay because

He was done longing and was finally back with the one he never stopped loving.

- - - -

I’m sorry that this is really sad but I wasn’t feeling very well so I figured writing would ease the pain a bit and this was the result.

The little poem, if that’s what it can be called, at the end was written quickly and hastily but it’s, surprisingly, the first thing, of all I’ve ever written, that I’m actually proud of saying I wrote all by myself.

Once again, I apologize for the depressing tone of this one shot but this is what you get from me at times like these.

♥ cute ziam picture on the side because I figured it was only adequate to include it

♥ my tumblr on the external link - go to the "contact" link and it has all you will ever need to contact me on absolutely every social interaction website or app I have

Love always,

- A xx