I grabbed your scar covered hand. Instead of grabbing it back, your hand laid limp. I looked over your body. Cuts and bruises were everywhere. Almost every place on your body was wrapped in gauge. Your eyes were closed. In the background I could hear the monitor with your heartbeat. That was the only thing keeping me on the ground.
Your fingers slowly started wrapping around mine. I smiled and looked at you.
"You are going to be okay, my love." You squeezed my hand, which wasn't very hard. I slowly picked up your hand and kissed it.
Your hand then went limp again. Then beeping. Loud beeping. People rushed in and gathered around you. Everything flashed before my eyes.
Then silence.
YOU ARE READING
a sky full of stars
Romanceeven with a sky full of stars above, i'd still only look at you... ----- letters and poems sent through a computer between two lovers and their tragic story.
