Drowing in despair

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Her laugh washed over me like a warm blanket.
Her eyes shined with adoration and love.
I loved every second.
I shook my head and chucked as she left for work with a loving smile and a wink.
I was drowning in love and I didn't want to escape it.

Numb. I felt numb.
My chest was tight. My heart thumping painfully against my ribs.
Trying to get air into my lungs felt impossible.
Blood rushed to my ears like a tidal wave.
Oxygen stopped entering my lungs as my eyes landed on hers.
Lifeless.

I was drowning. Drowning in pain.
Her eyes full of love and adoration engrained in my mind, played on repeat. Her touch that sent tingles across my body, the fire she had ignited would no longer burn.
I would never see her again.
She was gone.
Dead.

I was drowning in despair and did nothing to help myself rise above the waters.
If I could, I would have drowned along with her.


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