It is quiet. Lurking cautious he enters.
Even in the brightest day still remains the darkest. Like her soul.
A four wall barricade of emptiness.
Adjustment peers in the bleakness. Finding her at her lowest.
But something odd sets him off, what's the slight glint cast off the moonlight gloom?

She doesn't dare to look at him. Cradling the cold metal.
"Just one, could be the end of it all. Finally"
This warms her poor heart.

He moves in closer now realizing. "Oh..no" Terror crosses his face.
"Don't. Please." Whispers pleading.
Thousands times before he look upon her face seeing the same empty blank expression still remain a beauty.
Concern and asks, "Who hurt you?"

Winces and bottom lip quivering. Another wave of tears come streaming.
"Face of reality, we cannot fight them all. I grown tired love." Her voice breaks down to the shaking whisper
"How much do you love me?"

"Miles and miles. Always." He can't stand seeing her like this. Without the guilt that he failed at her happiness.

"Then join me. Together, we fall." She smiles through the tears.

The flashbacks of under the stars where promises were made. "No. Together, we can be strong. Just stay with me"
Intertwines his hand with hers. Taking a firm grip from the gun.

She buries her face in his chest. Then releases her grip. "Forgive me." Sobbing as he holds her close and tight.

He hears a click but dismisses it. Now remembering his mothers ring hidden in his jacket pocket. Taking her by the hand. The gun is tossed on the bed.


Silhouettes play on display. A flash of light pulse. All in a second, through her head. She falls.

He can't move. Nor can't interpret. His hands raise in sight splashed in warmth of her escaping crimson. The same hands that caressed and held her
"...****"