I did this and I'm okay with it.
I'm okay with you being on the floor sinking in your own blood. It's like a river, floating. I wanted to cry, to scream but, this was my only option.
Believe me. I tried
This ain't right....
The sickening smell of metal and rotting flesh blanketing the air in a choking aroma. I should have been used to this by now, but the strings these scenes pulled hit me like a wave. It didn't help that the wind whipped around wildly outside, of the house. There was no way i would be able to move the victim out of the house without loosing evidence in the wind.
The victim was male with black hair and light brown eyes. His once lively skin was now dull, gray.
Its been 28 hours. 1 day and 4 hours.
He was staring off into space, but I couldn't tell what it is he was looking at or for. Was he looking for her?
That can't be it.
He's dead!
As far as I knew he was cut open from the stomach and the assailant left him there to die, i left him there to die, with his womb cradled in his arms.
All I wanted was for you to love me back.
- look at what you did!
You're dead now...
Thats what love does...it makes you die.
And you died.
YOU ARE READING
My goodbyes to you, Love.
RomanceI hoped that you'd see me cry and come back to me, but my tears gave you satisfaction, love. They gave you courage and confidence to slip from my hands and I loved you love, more than i loved myself. Losing you made me love myself and I th...
