With every new visit to you, I felt as if I was losing you.
You had been a fragile rose before, beautiful and vulnerable. But now my rose was wilting, the leaves fallen away to thinness; bareness.
You had been my beautiful, color-filled canvas. But now your colors were running. Your colors were fading.
But I still loved you.
I sat beside you with your frail hand in mine.
You were so cold. So I held you tighter.
I embraced you.
And you asked simply.
"Will you remember me?"
Your words hurt me deeply. And with a small smile I kissed your cheek.
And I replied simply.
"How could I ever forget you? You were my first canvas. And you'll always be my first and last canvas."
Your eyes.
They filled with tears, the sheen to your eyes and the color to your cheeks was beautiful. And I hated myself.
So I asked you.
"Will you ever tell me what I've told you?"
More tears continued to fall down your cheeks.
So I told you.
"I'm so sorry."
And you replied simply.
"I can only tell you when it no longer hurts."
And with that, I cried. I fell upon you, hugging your waist as I pleaded with you to stay.
And you replied simply.
"Promise you'll paint me."
I couldn't refuse you. So I promised. I promised I would always paint you.
I would paint you until the end.
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End of part eleven.
Anyway, until next time.... 🌸🌸
Love from,
BunnyBaekkiee ❤️
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