Suffocating,
he thought for a brief second,
of her
before his consciousness faded away.
Those last seconds of livelihood
Brought about one moment.
Grey-blue stars floated his way,
Along with two rose petals
that met his lips in the middle.
She spoke with tongue and
he understood.
His hand snuck its way to her heart
and suddenly he was lying at the bottom of the ocean,
with no thoughts.
Just her.
Oct 12, 2017
Oct 12, 2017 at 10:59 AM UTC
Suffocating,
he thought for a brief second,
of her
before his consciousness faded away.
Those last seconds of livelihood
Brought about one moment.
Grey-blue stars floated his way,
Along with two rose petals
that met his lips in the middle.
She spoke with tongue and
he understood.
His hand snuck its way to her heart
and suddenly he was lying at the bottom of the ocean,
with no thoughts.
Just her.
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