The end came quickly, which I suppose I should have been happy about. The worst pain in the world and then it’s all gone. But I wanted to drag it out… I wanted to savor every moment of what we had. I wanted to feel every kind of hurt with a different flavor of emotion.
We were doomed from the start, I think. I never thought that we would last as long as we did, to tell the truth- my pessimistic nature shining through. But somehow, we did, and I’m the only one left to suffer the consequences.
Alone. There’s that word again. It sends a riptide of agony through my body whenever I so much as think it these days. This word is a portal: it sends me spinning back, back to your beauty, back to your face-soul-mind-laugh-death, and I am entirely powerless…