The End
The cold of the winter frosted my fingers and toes but did not stain my mind or heart.
My first Christmas was going to be beautiful with him.
The cold and hardness of his chest would feel like a warm pillow to me.
His cold rocky lips would feel like butterfly kisses.
Even his perfected voice sound full of humanity and rich of bliss--
That's all true--
This winter I would expect and hear and feel all of those things--
he expressed to me that this hum--the track of my life--the song of my heart would finally end.
"I won't be a bother to you anymore--it will be as if I never existed"but how could he not exist.
"Go on with your life,I don't love you anymore!!You don't belong in my world. I don't want you anymore"
"I belong with you". Am I dieing?
"Close your eyes",he beckoned.
Don't!I chanted,Don't
I did. It happened so quickly.
"Bye",he kissed me on the cheek and then the whoosh of the trees told me he was gone--really gone--and so am I.