This night was maybe the only night that I ever felt completely safe in such a disastrous situation. Chaos, overwhelmed this world, but for us, it was a chance to be together until the end. Rough noises attacked our windows, which I just imagined to be a strong wind, but I knew that could never be true. Our silence let the horde of noise confront our deaf ears. Sirens everywhere, a crash of something important, a scream of a mother or a child, screeches of tires and honking of horns. I wish I could help them, I wish I could save them all, but nonetheless I stayed inside the aura of comfort not moving one inch except closing my eyes to inhale his sweet scent. A gentle touch of his finger made my eyes open and it swiftly came under my chin and pulled it closer to his face. His soft lips found mine as he embraced me closer and tightened the kiss. This kiss was different from the others, it was strong and happy, but sad and completely overwhelming. It was a goodbye kiss. The most reassuring but unhappy kiss to ever feel. His hands carefully ran through my hair as he stopped to hold my face close to his and then we parted.
The raucous outside never ceased to end. Even with the doors locked and hammered down our safety could never measure out what I felt at that moment. Night time I suppose approached our area, since the noise started to lessen. From that moment we didn't move an inch, but my tummy grumbled, which indicated how hungry I was. He got up slowly from the bed, but before he moved any further he looked into my eyes and moved the foreign strands of hair that covered my face and slightly smiled. Instantly, he came back with my favorite food in his hands, cereal and milk. Climbing into bed again he reached over and hugged me from behind to straddle me and watch me eat. It was an awkward thing, to be chewing so loudly and sipping so intensely, but the milk felt good against my throat even though it was warm. I stopped eating for a minute since my stomach started to hurt. His grip tightened around me as I sat up more straight and then he started to kiss my shoulder up to my cheek where he stopped and breathed in my ear those longing words we dare not say to each other at our last hour together. But I let him, since I knew what he felt and responded to him by leaning into his neck and telling him the same words he expressed to me. Finally, when my stomach was settled, I continued to eat and then set the leftovers on the floor. He lay down to rest as I did on top of him, my hands intertwined in his, listening to his heart beat. One of his hands escaped mine and his thumb reached my face to trace it's every outline, and then my arm and then he closed that arm around me where it stayed. For a while I just could not sleep, even when he told me to close my eyes and not think too much, I could not help it. His breathing began to become even as I felt his body relax even more which told me he was asleep. I looked up at him with a slight smile on my face and moved up to kiss him and whispered "sweet dreams". Then I rested my head against his chest for the last time.
The final blow that would sweep the world off it's feet came with a loud noise, a bursting cry of victory and defeat, an immense sound of terror and shock. A noise that pierced those who even covered their ears, and probably made them cry at such a noise. A fierce attack of that something which caused all the earth it's destruction and sent everything out of distortion. No life was there to witness it. For within that final attack, an immediate death was proposed to all that lived. The second before it happened, the last thing I could feel, was his love.
