His hands are cold, breath shaking as he moves his body to hover over mine. Clear blue eyes meeting mine even in the darkness. I hear nothing but out heartbeats, now pounding in unison. There is no love. Not anymore. I don't see him anymore. He's gone No! He can't be gone. Please, I cry. Come back
"Dylan, look at me. Open your eyes and fucking look at me!"
I have to run.
There is no love left.
