cerulean eyes stared deep into mine- locking me in my place. Cerulean against green. Her eyes held so much emotion: anger, hunger, hatred, loneliness, and desperateness for a way out. For love. They were wide burning with fire- red from all the desperate cries. Her eyes were a battlefield. A pointless war with no victor.
I watched as her once limpid self-drowns away from the body that no longer held warmth- but cold to touch. I wanted to scream, to wail to beg you but all I could do was stare into those eyes as your words replayed itself like a broken record in my mind. And something inside me shut off since.
"You're late"
I'm too late. I'm too late. I'm too late.
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If breaking is hard, recovery is worse.
for sometimes, death can be the greatest blessings of all. - Rima aka me :)
MY FIRST BOOK YASSSSSSSSSS
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