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Beautiful

We lay together, it's a beautiful night

No clouds in the sky, just a full moon

 

We hold hands and you look up at the stars.

"It's beautiful," I whisper.

"They are, aren't they?" you say, gesturing upwards.

"Oh, you meant the stars? They're pretty ugly compared to what I'm seeing." I reply.

Curious, she turns her head and sees me staring at her.

A smile lights up across her face, and for a moment I am blinded.

Then we kiss, and for some time, I am the happiest person in the world.

___

 

This happiness was not to last

For when I woke up, she was not in my arms

But she had left a note.

Before I even read it I knew something was wrong

There were tear stains on the letter

And it was written in messy handwriting

I begin to read

And words burn themselves into my skull

"It's better this way" or "nothing will change"

or even "I'm sorry I couldn't love you as much as I hate myself."

And then my world shattered.

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Written by
brian-moreno
American
Published
May 20, 2013
Lines·Words
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The collective story of two dreams I had in two consecutive nights. Almost breaks my heart just to read it.

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