Prompt: Je t'aime
I'm sitting on the floor holding back tears his body growing cold next to me waiting until they take him away. I'm already missing the man whose eyes I would never see twinkle, whose laugh I would never hear again. I never realized it before I close my eyes to hold back tears.
"I love you." How easy those words had flowed from my cousins lips. How almost carelessly he had said them. It was always a puzzle to me how easily he would lend his heart out. How a pretty face was enough to grab him. It seemed shallow.
"I love you," how often had Mercutio mocked those words. How often had he said that love didn't exist. I often wondered what he was hiding that he would and could mock the phrase.
And I never told a soul those words never because to me those words were sacred. Words meant only to be used when one truly means them. I was wrong I had hidden from what love was for love comes in many forms and I had been blind to the love I had for him. And though he'd mock me for saying it I can't help but whisper the words as I let the tears run silently unchecked down my face. "Je t'aime."(I love you.)
Love once again doesn't mean the kind of love between couples love as in a feeling of affection or friendship. Right after Benvolio tells everyone Mercutio is dead.