different style, but no worries tho, it'll just be this one as i'm just experimenting with my writing
this is really short btw, sorry
he had hope, just a slight hope, but he knew it wasn't worth it. just think about it, then, how could she even come back?
he saw it with his own eyes, his own heart broke and his own love left him that second, or, was it only a second?
it was minutes, probably. but her last breath? a second, and it was all gone. yes, everything. their memories left even, just flew away as she did.
his own eyes cried, his own body trembled and his own voice cracked as he cried out her name. his own father had to stop him from killing himself, even.
his own everything.
his own eyes cried, his own hands were shaking, his own feet got weak, his own stomach got stabbed by reality, his own mind reminded him about what happened that day,
and about her.
his own mind reminded him about every single second of that day, about y/n's tragic death done by negan, his own enemy,
his own reason to leave this world.
and he did, he left everything, his own mind killed his own life, all that to meet his love, his reason to not live, his everything
he left for her, he had to,
she was his own
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o m g
long time no see
i live in england now
twd is starting tonight, but tomorrow for me
o m g
