*Lewis point of view*
I'm sitting on the wet and damp ground. It rains on me and it's pitch dark. That's the place where it happened three years ago.
It was a warm summer night and we walked home from a party. We staggered totally drunk through the dark streets of Glasgow. But we got lost. We saw a track, and since we were so exhausted, we sat down on it. My vision turned and blurred when suddenly something appeared in the distance. "Look there's a light" she said. Then she looked her death right in the eyes. I jumped off the track last second and was able to save myself. The train passed at full speed. I turned around, she hadn't made it. I called an ambulance but I knew there wasn't any hope. It felt like time stoped, and in that moment I realized that she had died. Because I didn't save her, because I didn't stop her from getting on the track. I'm the reason she's dead. Everyday I cry myself to sleep. Every single day this nightmare haunts me. This guilt of not saving the person I loved the most. Every day lie alone in my bed and can't kiss her awake. Can't whisper "I love you" into her ear anymore. Because I failed. And now I'm back at this place. And I want her back so much. Every part of my body misses her presence. I don't want this pain anymore. This suffering, this guilt, this torment.
I'm sitting on the cold track. A light is getting closer and closer in the dark. And now I look up to the sky and whisper, "I'm coming to you my angel"
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Fade
RomanceA sad one shot about love & losing your soulmate... inspired by Lewis Capaldi