Anywhere but here.
A tear. A drop. A sob.
He wasn't sure where it came from. Somewhere deep within he supposed. The feeling in his chest became sharper. His legs became weak, unsupportive.
More tears were cascading down his face. Another sob. This time louder.
His mind all foggy, unclear as to what was happening. One moment his hand felt the warmth of hers, then the next it was cold. The wind blew. The autumn leaves rustling.
A raindrop. A puddle. Thunder.
His tears muddled with the rain. His heart ached. The onlookers rushed for cover, not wanting to get wet. The delicate petals of the roses were drowning.
Thunder. Guns shots. Screams.
The fog in his mind clearing. The visions of yesterday becoming clearer. The shots and her screams filled his ears. The image of her body falling filled his eyes. The warmth of her blood covered his hands. The taste of her lips filling his mouth.
Love. Laughter. Life.
The memory of her was too painful. The desire to be next to her was unbearable. His mind full of visions. Sounds. Touch. Taste. Feeling. His heart screamed. He wanted out. He wanted anything but to be here. He wanted her.
A gun shot. A scream. Nothing.