"I love you"
There was blood everywhere scattered across the wasteland that was our battlefield. The wind was strong as everything around us that could've blocked it was crushed to rubble in our clash. The sky had turned gray and begun to rain, the heavens attempting to heal the Earth's wounds.
Sadly, this was our war, our fight, just he and I. It wasn't our fault it happened this way, in fact, you could say our fate was handed to us. His was the following of hatred, losing himself in the evils of his heart. Mine was the path of love, attempting to bring his heart back to the world of what is good; attempting to help him learn to love again.
Our swords were pierced through each other and we were both bleeding out. Our lips had met in our final blow and didn't seperate until seconds before our end. Seperating only to look each other in the eyes and mouth the words the other already knew in our hearts,"I'm sorry, for everything, particularly that I never told you-"