She was beautiful, her makeup identical to how she always did it. I sat there and held her hand and said all I should've. And for the first time, she was the one who wasn't listening. I kissed her forehead, let go of her hand, and placed the bracelet she gave me on her wrist.
I've never felt so much pain in my entire life, I swear that there wasn't a passing seconds tears weren't streaming down my face.
