him - book i ✓

s e v e n

it was him.
it was always him.

i saw his body taken away.
his eyes were closed and his clothes were wet.
his hands had torture marks on them.

i saw his face was no more dull and sad.
now i couldn't take a seat beside him.
he didn't look at me dryly and no more weak smiles.

"i was always here," i said.
"but you're now in a better place" i again said.

he didn't smile but said that he is.
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i am not crying, you are! btw, this is the end chapter. i know you hate me for this but in reality, happy endings don't exist...

on a brighter note, i am looking forward to starting a new book, hopefully, another short story! any ideas?