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So this is it. Huh. Somehow I expected it to be different. Yet, here it is, all fading at the edges, blood leaking from my chest onto the frigid snow. In the movies it always seems so painful. But I feel nothing. As I continue to bleed I feel myself slipping away, drifting off towards the black sea of oblivion. You are over me, tears pooling in your eyes, crying bitterly as you cradle my dying form, shuddering sobs coming from your mouth and breaking my heart.
“Please don’t cry.” I want to say, “I took that bullet for you so you could live. Please don’t let my last sight of you be of your sorrow. Smile for me. Just one last time.”
But I don’t have the strength to say what I want. Don’t have the strength to lift my hand to your face and wipe away your tears.
“I love you.”
My eyes swim with tears of my own, saying silently, “I know. I love you too.”
There isn’t enough room for oxygen in my lungs. Only blood slowly pooling into my cavity, rattling in such an ugly way with every breath I fight to take. I’m not afraid. I always thought I would be. But somehow, knowing that you will live, it makes it ok. I do not fear the darkness. But I do dread it for I do not want to leave you, not ever. Hot, scalding tears roll down my face now. I don’t want to go yet. I don’t want to lose you.
“Please don’t go.” You beg, “Stay with me.”
I want to. I want to so badly. But I can’t now. And you can’t be here for I can hear his steps drawing closer, hear his laughter, hear the gun be loaded again. Please, my darling, please go. If you stay then you will die as well. Don’t make my death a waste. I can’t see now, my eyes blurry as I cry silently in your arms. I have to speak, I have to say something, tell you to go. It takes every bit of strength I have left in me to say one word.
“Run.”
My world steadily grows dark, the abyss closing in on me.
Please run. And no matter what…
Never forget that I love you. In this life and beyond.
((Written for a prompt on Tumblr. Done in about 5-10 minutes with no editing. I left it as it was written the first time through to preserve the emotion and raw feeling I was going for. I hope you all enjoy! :3 ))
- by Night Kunoichi |
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- | Submitted on 09/04/2013 |
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- Title: Last Breath
- Artist: Night Kunoichi
- Description: So this is the end, huh? I always expected it to be different.
- Date: 09/04/2013
- Tags: last breath love death
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