It's the end of the world. Everything around us is dying. Everyone around us is going to die. All we have is 24 hours. And we only have 10 words. That was the agreement when we were told about this great apocalipse. We were all granted 10 last words. How we used them were up to us. So throughout the day, I've heard nothing. All I have herd was friends saying, 'I love you.'
For me, I knew exactly how I was going to use my last words. I knew exactly what to say, and to who. I planned this from the time I was told it was the end of our time. I was going to use my last words, waste my last moments with him. We're going to meet up at the clift near where I lived. We were both going to go out of this world the way we lived through it. Together.

6 hours left

'Why did I choose to sleep in so late?' I ask myself, looking down at my phones clock. Only 6 hours on this wasting away planet. I sigh, looking out at the view. I had finally gotten to the clif were me and him were going to meet. I sit on the edge, looking up at the dark sky. I've been so quiet all day, being careful not to udder one single word. I've done it. All 10 words are his. And all I can think about now is, what are his last words going to be?

4 hours left

He messages me, telling me hes on his way, that people were holding him up. I told him I was waiting. I look at the other texts, from friends, family, even people I only spoke to a few times. The messages are their last words to me, and mine to them. It was literally just 2 days ago we were all full of life, and energy. Now everyones depressed and scared. The thought of death, literally breath taking.
I play music, any I can. I listen to all my music, that's all I've done. I've thought, listened, and breathed. Knowing that in a matter of hours, minutes, seconds... it all never mattered in the end.

2 Hours left

He's here and as seeon as his eyes lay on me he smiles and runs towards me. I smile. I cry silently as his arms are wrapped around my torso and mine are around his neck. Holding on because that's all I can do. I pull back and look into his eyes. Those eyes. The ones I fell in love with so long ago. I see him smile at me and I cant help but smile back. "I love you..." He says and I cry a little more. I chuckle, "I love you too..." 6 words left. "You're so beautiful. You're my everything." I blush, chuckling at my own embarrassment. "You saved me. I love you." I say back. He smiles and takes my hand. Our fingers intertwine as I lean over on him. We both go into a long and comfortable silence.

It's 11:50 and were both laying down in the grass, covered by a blanket. We've been writing back and forth letters and notes, talking about each other, their memories, or just anything. We know we only have 10 minutes left as we breathe in and look up at the stars. We both sit up and stare into each others eyes. The silent tears going down our cheeks. He leans in and we kiss, a heated, and passionate kiss. It's unbelievable that life has come to this. As we pull away we notice it's 11:55. We have only 5 minutes. We write more and kiss and cry. That's all we can do and as the clock narrows down to 11:58. We look up at the sky as it goes red and the temperature going to miserable hot. We cry one last time together as we give each other one last kiss. 11:59. We pull away as the clock counts down.

10 seconds. 9. 8. 7. 6.

I look up into his eyes as he looks down into mine. "Goodbye." He says, and I sob as I say, "Goodbye."

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