One shot lesbian lovestories

She's still here

Reaching into my pocket I pull out several random things.
A pocket knife, a watch, a ring and a flower.
Staring at the items I smiled, remembering the story of each of them.
"Hey Jenna, look at this remember this?" I looked behind me, I could tell she was smiling and i felt her cold hand on my shoulder.
"Time goes by so fast huh babe?" I laughed, she laughed too, I knew she would. I touched the pocket knife, the smooth metal was cool to the touch.
"When was the last time we engraved our initials to that tree? I remember, we were ten years old." I brushed my long strands of hair behind my ear.
"You carried this pocket knife everywhere you go, saying cutesy stuff like protecting me from those bullying boys. Heh. Tough girl." I closed my eyes visualizing it all, letting it unfold.
We held hands through the forest, free from the real world. Playing and going on adventures, carving our names together with a big heart out lining it.
Jenna+Adrienne
"Do you remember that Jenna?"
"Yeah."
I slipped the knife into the drawer.
I eyed on the pocket watch. It twinkled in the shining light.
"Oh yeah, that watch!" I held it up high for her to see.
"Hey! I told you to take care of it, I gave it to you on your fifteenth birthday." The watch was broken, it had a crack through the glass, but on the outside it look beautiful, a silver watch, so beautiful.
"It's still beautiful, not as beautiful as you though." I chuckled nervously. I glanced at her she stayed still, unmoving.
"Yeah."
I looked at the diamond ring in front of me, putting the silver watch into the drawer along with the pocket knife.
"You're ring." I said "do you still want to wear it? It's still a proof we got married. Gay marriage. Yay!" I touched the ring and sighed calmly putting it into the drawer, keeping the fake smile on my face. Memories like these always made me feel nostalgic.
Lastly there was the flower, the withered rose.
"The..." I gulped in some air.
"You're funeral." I felt tears tickle the corners of my eyes.
"You died... But your still-" I turned around to see her and smiled. Her ashes lay still behind. I couldn't keep my smile anymore, my voice faltered and tears rolled down my cheeks.
"Oh Jenna... I miss you so much.. Why did that car... *hic.. Your still here right?" I wiped my tears with my sleeve. And stared at the rose.
She's still here? I felt my mind go hazy as the drugs wore off.
No. She isn't it was all my stubborn wanting, I want her here. But she isn't. Not anymore at least.
It was all a hallucination.
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I'm not really into sad stories but I felt sad today... So I must write my feelings. Lol it was lunch time when I wrote this during school, so sorry if it's quick.
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