The day has finally come.
The day in which I would just wait for my actual death. Because my body is now just a burden I have no enough power in me to carry.
Just like the first day I kissed her.
Juliet:
Leo, a very pretty guy whom I was in love with, only if not still, is finally about to meet me. While his last breaths are heavy enough to make his lungs a pair of stones, his facial gestures are still like the first day he kissed me.
Full of regret, and full of ambiguity.
I used to wonder about how we ended up this way, but I don't anymore.
Because sometimes you just deserve everything you go through.
I deserve everything I've gone through.
While he tries to close his eyes, in a poor attempt to still the feelings and the sorrow he feels, he only remembers.
My only ever love just remembers one thing.
A pair of blue eyes covered with a genuine and reassuring smile, while the sun is finally setting down and the roads are clear. Until they are not.
Until my eyes are filled with horror.
Until he falls, slowly.
Until he tries to hold my hand.
Until I can't hold them.
Until we say our last goodbyes and everything is about to end.
Until I close my eyes.
Until our baby never opens his eyes.
Until I die.
Because in the end, someone had to die.
I'm just sorry that I couldn't be there when you needed me most.
I will always love you.
Even when I can't.
Juliet.
