She was drowning. That was simple. Even the dumbest man could see that. She was in the depth of the swirly grasps of blue and green. Her body wouldn't move, or it couldn't. It was if her arms were frozen in ice, numb and freezing. Underneath the frozen floating body was a woman who's mind wouldn't stop racing and pacing through her thoughts no matter how hard she tried to stop them in the last seconds of life she had on earth. She briefly wondered what was beyond life, a paradise, heaven.. Hell? How could she forgive herself for all the things she put herself and others through. She steered her thoughts to her wife for Robin Mystify loved her wife Roxanne Mystify as much as she did nature. From the green blossoming of the trees or the shimmering of the midnight lake Nature had always been her passion, to take pictures of it and capture how it's always changing and evolving. Her thoughts raced to her wife for surely she was panicked above the surface of the lake, where their house lay, waiting for her to come home which wouldn't happen ever again. She would surely sass the policemen even through the darkness of her absence. Oh her beautiful sarcastic wife... She recalled the light thick brown curls that lay delicately upon her lovers head and they way her joyful laugh sounded when she laughed with her chocolate brown eyes scrunched up and dimples showing.
They were in year eight, within the art room, Robin was writing a story nibbling on her pencil, casting loving looks towards the girl who sat on her left paintbrush on hand. Roxanne glared at her playfully and nudged her with her hand "I hate you." She was annoyed at the fact that Robin said she had to paint in the drawing she did even though she didn't want to - Roxanne could be a pain in the ass sometimes but Robin Loved her Anyways.
Robin laughed shoving her brown hair out of her eyes and smiled at her, the smile of love and hope, the smile that had helped Roxanne out of the darkness which Robin lay in ten years later but no one was here to rescue her.
Roxanne began to paint, humming as she did so which Robin Marvelled at, enjoying her sweet melodic voice, even though Roxanne was depressed at the time. "You know you love me" Robin said, winking as she did so. They weren't technically an item, they were waiting for Roxanne's birthday for Robin to ask her out. Roxanne blushed and Robin Grinned in triumph, already waiting for the sarcastic comment on her part.Look at how the tables have turned..
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Reflection
רומנטיקהShe was drowning. Simple. The dumbest on Earth could see that. But in what way?