Small Occurrences in a Little Life

Forever

*Author's Note*

This is like a poem but its a bit rough.Oookkaayy. Tanks byyebyee.

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I stare down at his disheivled hair

His delicate features

The way his lips are slighty parted

And when I touch his cold, soft hands

And I feel the cool, red blood

Smear in his hand

Knowing he is sleeping

And sleeping for good,

A peaceful sleep

I began to weep

Not because of the loss I feel

Not because of the new hole in my heart

But for the pain he had indured

For our love not to heal

For it not to prove life was worth living

For him not to come to me

But he is safe now, safe.

Out of harms way

He lays there looking so peaceful

So happy, because he knows I won't leave him

I climb into his arms

And close my eyes

And let myself slip, like I've wanted for so long,

To where we are together

again Forever