Why must you stand there and mock me.
Isn't it enough for you that I'm on deaths door.
Why must you torment me while I'm dying?
As I layed on the cermaic floors of my house. I closed my eyes to welcome death. I recalled all of our memories together. How ironic that the person I hate the most is consuming my last thoughts.
I just want to feel the love I felt when you starred at me or the way my temperature would rise when you touched me or how I felt safe in your arms or how would kiss me and everything would fall into place.
I guess I thought that you loved me, cared about me. I was wrong.
If only I wasn't seduced by your sweet nothing's, or even if I listened to my own advice about not trusting you or letting you through the walls that surround my heart. I wouldn't be dying here.
At least you granted my wishes. You let me die in the arms of the one I love. I just want to know was all we had fake. Was are love unreal to everyone but me. Our love was forged wasn't it.
With that last thought I closed my eyes to be met with eternal darkness.
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Forged Romance
RomansaWhy would you stand there and watch me die. Does my love mean so little to you in the first place. Let me rephrase that you never loved me to begin with. Why are you still here let me die in peace, at least then I would know true happiness.
