tellhim

The vase slams into the wall behind him.

"You can’t just say that I’m the love of your life, then leave me to die...!"

He looked at her while he stood amongst the white roses and shattered glass.

"...because I do... Every day... I die a little bit every day.... without you... And you can’t be mad at me and my desperate attemts to stay alive, ’cause i DO like to live...!"

The tears were streaming down her face.

"I try really hard to be happy this way. I try to breathe without you in every breath. I try to sleep... But even in my dreams, you haunt me...!"

He raised his head a bit and took a step closer. The air was static and heavy like it always were when he was around.

"I wish I could hate you... Be mad at you, or at least forget you... But everytime I hear from you... Everytime I see you... The world stops moving... And it feels like nothing words can describe...!"

She picked up one of the pieces of glass that have sled across the floor and  held it between her fingers, watching it closely. 

"...You can’t even imagine the pain I feel... Not beeing close to you... Not able to touch your skin... Kiss your lips... Hear your laugh... Not being able to be good enough for you..."

She looked him straight in the eyes.

"I can’t take this anymore..." She whispered....

She did’nt feel a thing when the glass tore her skin open. Only the warmth of the blood. Everything was fading away, and the last thing she ever saw, was his beautiful eyes......

Warmth. Sunlight. The smell of summer.

She could feel his fingers playing with her hair. She smiled.

I’ve always been in love with you. I guess you always knowed....