Wildly in love

(nineteen)

Funeral day has arrived.

I did not wrote anything, I will speak it with and from the bottom of my heart.

But, I've planned something.

"... Noah will always be in my heart." Jaylyn says. Freakin' bitch, go away.

And now, it was my turn.

"Noah Rogers... What a beautiful and meaningfull name for an ordinary but extraordinary guy. He asked me to tell you, people gathered here, our story. We started small, liking eachother but I was denying it. Then, the magic started. We kissed. Everything was magic. And damn, I miss his plumb lips on mine, on my neck and on my body. I wanted him in the bluntest way though, I wanted him in the most pure way too. Noah Rogers was someone who could make you smile. I want him to be alive, to touch him, to play with him, I want him to kiss me and to tell me he loves me." I sobbed. "I love him, and always will. Wanna know why 'always'?" I say, taking mum's handgun. "Please, don't stop me. I can not continue without him." I say as I lean to Noah's corpse. He is peacefully laying there, like he's asleep but he's more whiter and it's depressing. "Before my final act will come, I say it again, do not call the ambulance. I want to be with him for the rest of my life ." everyone was staring at me. I lean to Noah even more, press my lips on his "I love you mum," I shout. "I love you Mrs. Rogers." I shout once again. "I LOVE YOU NOAH, FOREVER!" In one, two, three