Kudos to you who can figure out what this story is really saying. Hint: Think Death Note technique.
Those eyes of yours stare up at me
Heat ripples behind them as
Anger rises in your soul...but your
Tongue refuses to move
Strength seeps from you unwillingly
Rigidity floods into your body
I frown in disappointment. Death isn't supposed to be so beautiful.
Grayness slips into ashen skin
Hair black as midnight
Tamed for once
Licks your eyelashes as they flutter, scared, afraid.
Invigorating. Deliciously invigorating.
Kittenish face turns up to me
In desperation, in pleading, as
Life continues to drain from your flesh
Lips, ruby red and parted, try to
End an unspoken sentence, but
Death captures
You in its harsh grasp and closes your eyes ever so slowly.
On your face is an almost peaceful expression
Unlike what you ever had in life.
I wish this wasn't so painful.
Memories flood, of handcuffs, of cake, of strawberry minty breath
Kissing my face in sweet unconscious slumber
I think I love you.
Regret spills through my veins and I groan in anguish.
A perfect cover-up, isn't it? You would be proud.
