Withered Rose (#2)

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by rndmsmmrflng

by rndmsmmrflng

I remembered the last time I saw you. I'll never forget the way you look—the same way I'll forever treasure every second we shared. I'll never forget the way your eyes twinkle. They're the most beautiful pair of orbs I've ever seen.

And I'll never forget your smile that melted everything in me. The smile that took my breath away, killed me and resurrected me every single time.

Your lips that poisoned every living cell in me. The sweet kisses you gave me, they're the perfect taste life could offer. The way our lips danced to the rhythm of love.

And who could ever forget how you enticingly furrow your brows? I would always annoy you just to see the same thing. I'd always irritate you just to be enticed all over again.

Other than the mysterious beat of my heart and the fast pumping of blood, your voice is the next to the greatest sound I've heard. It's magical. Everytime you sing our favorite song, everything else just don't matter. The time would simply slow down everything.

I'll never forget your rosy cheeks, your bloody plum lips, your galaxy-like eyes, your furrowed brows, your magical voice, your... whole being. Every bit of you I'll longingly dream. Every cell in your body, I'll swear with my heart, I'll remember it.
Everything.
Everything, my love.

And now as I face the white wooden frame fit for size of a human, I couldn't take it. I just can't see you without breaking down into bits of pieces—into ashes, until I'm like a bubble that'll just disappear anytime from now. Glancing at you makes me feel like gripping the roses' stems full of thorns. So agonizingly beautiful. You're my rose at all. My precious rose. My precious, withered rose. Lifeless. Breathless. Colorless. Void of anything. You're my beautiful withered rose. And even if my blood keeps on flowing from my hands I won't mind. I promise I won't. Promise I'll forever hold on.

Promise I'll stay alive for you.
Promise I'll keep our memories alive.
Promise you'll forever be my only rose.
I promise you, Rose.

Photo by: laura makabresku