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Dec 2012
Fingers interlocked,
My eyes staring into his,like he was my prey and i was ready to pounce,
My fingers getting lost through his blonde,curly locks,
I pressed my lips onto his chest,
The smell of his skin was sweet,it was so soft,it was glowing.
He was mine.

He placed his hand on my cheek as i lay virtually lifeless,
He begins to lean closer,
His tender,delicate lips press onto mine,
Fireworks started to sparkle and instantly shoot their way up my body,
Causing me to move away from his lips and gradually build up a sweet smile,
I was in love.
He smiled back,causing my heart to pound out of my weak chest...

A gunshot.


My eyes shot out as i darted them straight to my unconscious lover,
He lay there,
Arms positioned lightly over my waist,
Head resting on my shoulder,
There was no heartbeat,
I shook him,
"Baby,stay with me"

It was too late.

His last words?
"I'm yours."
Let me know what you think:)
Written by
Chloe London  24/F/England
(24/F/England)   
512
   ---, ---, --- and Jaelin Rose
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