For Eternity<3
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Last published Tue, Aug 4, 2020
I held him in my arms as his heart beat slowed. I could hear the sirens of the ambulances coming down the street but all I could keep my mind on was him
He didn't deserve this.
I didn't deserve him. He was too good for me.
I had the note that had my name on the top in his penmanship still crumpled in my hand waiting for me to read it. I slowly unfolded it with care and hesitation.
I looked at what the letter said as tears poured out of my eyes.
" I love you for eternity."
He loved me but I don't know if I will ever have the chance to tell him I love him back, to hear his laughter that could light up any room, to see his smile that made my day brighter, to feel his soft lips against mine.
I kissed his cold, clammy forehead whispering just barely audible...
"I love you too my honeybee."
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