I looked at your fragile, lifeless body. Looking at you made my stomach churn, it made me nauseous. The girl I gave my heart to, was now laying in front of me, her eyes closed, her skin deathly pale.
I looked at your lovely face, I wanted to drown in the blue of your eyes for one last time, to kiss those lips for one last time.
All those if's and maybe's were taking a toll on me.
I remembered the first time I saw. It was when your lovely eyes had captured me. They had captured me like a prison cell. Like when a predator captures it prey in its claws.
You had captured me.
