I am a slowing heart beat.
I wonder how long I have left.
I hear him whispering my name.
I see his watery eyes.
I want him to be alright.
I am a slowing heartbeat.
I pretend that we still have time left.
I believe I will see him soon.
I feel the cold start to engulf me.
I touch his warm hand.
I cry his name.
I am a slowing heartbeat.
I understand his love.
I say my love for him.
I dream of his charming smile.
I hope God will keep us together.
I am no longer a slowing heartbeat.
A/N: Today I got this back from my Creative Writing teacher,. So I thought "Hey post it!" Tada it here. But I'm very depressed some chick said I suck really badly and put me on her C2. But she didn't have the guts to say it to me. Grrr…
Very tempted to give up fan fiction writing. Maybe
