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my heart was pounding out of my chest, i swear i can see the fabric of my white, silky dress move up and down along with my heartbeat.
when his eyes meet mine i swear he could see every thought that was transferring in my head.
i look up at his perfectly brown eyes and remove my hands from his chest. the feeling of the fabric of his shirt leaving the touch of my hands almost left a burning sensation on the pads of my hands.
the salty liquid left my soft eyes. i couldn't break the stare we had on each other, his eyes never left mine as mine never left his. once he saw the tears on my pink tinted cheeks, the same liquid came from his eyes.
i watch his eyes as i feel his grip on my waist become loose.
"no, no please," i start as i feel my throat closing,
you know that feeling you get when you are about to cry, but you try to convince yourself you're fine, but once someone asks if you are okay, you have to hold back the tears, but the burning sensation in your throat comes for a long visit so you immediately break down?
i choke on a sob and put my hands back around his torso.
"im not ready to lose you, i- i just got you, and its not- not fair! pl-please, please, please" i whisper along the cotton shirt he wears constantly, i can smell the comforting smell that almost smells like lemons. i grip on to his shirt as if i let go, id lose my life, which was what it felt like to lose this boy.
"darling, my angel, look at me, into my eyes," he states putting his hands on my face as he removes my head from his chest. i look into his beautiful brown eyes that could kill me with one look.
"you're going to be okay. you're going to be alright. i know that this can be hard. but just remember that whenever you miss me, just look up to the moon, blow a kiss, and ill blow one right back at y-you." his breath shakes as he continues his sentence
"i love you forever" he says as the tears start pulling on my eyes even more. my lips quiver and i cant feel my legs anymore. the burning in my throat comes back, but worse this time.
he places his plump lips on my chapped lips. i let the tears slip out and onto my cheeks, i can taste the cherry chapstick and tears on his lips.
i feel the harsh feeling of his hands remove from my face. his hands were ripped off my face by several men. at this point, i can feel my legs finally give out. i drop to my knees as i see him being pulled away by men in black jumpsuits.
