Jun 10, 2005 15:13
So it's dawning. My end, tbe closing line of my hapiness. While I type this, she lays beside me, not in body but in something else, something that had been once strong but now wanes. Her breathing is soft, so relaxed. Indeed, it does me good to hear her. But like this, it will become a memory, a reminder of what I have done and lost. My sins will not go unpunished.
I have seen heaven and felt an angel's embrace. Without it, how can I expect to live? Go on in life, devoid of her? I can't. I did so before and I refuse to do it again. My time in hell had taught me so much, taught me what mattered in life. Now I have to return to it? And to take my life, to end the suffering, is not an option. My life is not my own to take. So am I to walk alone until the world takes it's last breath?
I firmly believed that we were meant for each other, destined to be together. Was I wrong? No, I'm not. I was made for her but maybe she was made for someone else? What a cruel joke. I deserve it, I suppose. What I've caused to her had been worse so for me to complain is retarded.
I love her. As I'm sure, others will. But will she remember me? Will my love for her mean something? Something much more, deeper in meaning, then the others? Or am I just another bad memory, the need to be forgotten high.
I will always remember her..
I love her..
And she loved me.