[Gaara's POV]
I stare at her body, pale and lifeless. Lonely and lost was what she looked like, she hated being lonely. A nurse comes in and pulls the thin, white, hospital sheet up to her shoulders, but quickly leaves. I sit in the chair next to the bed and touch her eyelids and pull them over her once sparkling, blue eyes. My fingers touch her short black hair and I lean against the bed and whisper with a faint smile,"Remember, my ghostly love, how we first met?"
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Memories of Us
FanfictionGaara thinks back to the good and bad. After Mio's death her best friend and lover looks back to the memories of when she was alive.
