I turned around
and to my surprise,
You were still there
waiting for me in your coat,
drenched in blood.
Oh god.
My eyes started to water,
my throat felt like it had
needles stuck on them.
My hands shaking
every time i looked at you.
Each tear was falling
as if it was in record.
I can hear you
telling me you love me
within the last seconds of you
in my sight.
YOU ARE READING
𝟏𝟒𝐭𝐡 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐭 | 𝐒𝐁𝟏𝟗 𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐋𝐋 𝐱 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫
Short Story➳ COMPLETED | Anosognosia; a.) also called lack of insight b.) central in condition like schizophrenia or bipolar disorder
