New Leaves of Red up next week. In the meantime.
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To everyone who cares and everyone that doesn't.
This is my love story.
What was it about that night?
Maybe it was the wine, maybe the company.
Maybe it was those daggers that you call eyes. Maybe it was those lips that could tear my heart apart with one simple parting.
Either way, it was easy, it was fluid, it was free.
I knew it couldn't last.
I remember the way the wine felt going down my throat, the way it warmed my stomach, the way it lightened my heart. The way it could turn one sad thought into life consuming darkness.
The way it made your eyes sparkle.
I remember the way your arms wrapped around me, like that's always where they were supposed to be.
The way those hazel orbs would stare into mine, penetrating me, digging every secret from me, stripping me.
The ways those eyes would close the moment before I felt the sweetest warmth brush my lips. The way your eyelids fluttered, the gentle breathing, the soft caresses.
It couldn't last.
It couldn't. This wine would fade and your eyes would return to black. Those lips would part and agony would overcome me.
Those lips...
So red, so full of lies.
Oops, you let it slip, a smile. I almost choked. A smile? For me?
I remember crying at the sight of it. Deep, soul wrenching sobs, knowing that smile was probably the only one I would ever get.
Knowing that this moment was our last.
Knowing that you knew it too.
Knowing that I was already coming down. Your eyes were losing their glimmer and your cheeks became ashy and tear stained.
I knew it was coming and my sobs deepened. You wrapped me in your arms and kissed away the tears. You were crying too, and it was tragic.
You brought my lips up to yours and I knew that this was our last kiss.
I savored it, and you pulled away.
You got up, your eyes full of regret. Your hands clenched.
You walked away, and you didn't look back.
I remember thinking that my life was over. I remember knowing that my soul mate was gone from my life, and I was never going to get her back.
Feeling the life leaving me. Slowly by slowly, leaking out through my eyes. My reason for everything, was gone. Gone.
Now I'm going to do the same, and this is my suicide note.
You'll find me in the bathroom.
I'm sorry. I'm so sorry.
Goodbye, I love you.
