He woke up with Trinity in his arms. He breathed deeply, inhaling the
essence that was her. His favorite thing to do was hold her gently and
listen to her breathe. The fact that she was alive was what kept him
alive. Neo brushed the hair away from her face and gazed at her beauty.
"God," Neo thought, "She is so beautiful."
Neo woke up from his dream alone. He remembered those nights, when they were together. Now they remained only in his dreams. Trinity's death brought a quiet and eerie gloom over the Neb and everyone on it. It made Neo uncomfortable. When walking in to a room he could feel the eyes upon him, expressing their sympathy. It was hard on everyone, but Neo knew that she meant more to him than anybody else. After all, it was her that made him believe in himself, believe that he was The One. Then there was that kiss. The kiss that brought him back from the grave, that made his heart jump. It was the most paasionate kiss to ever meet either's lips, and it was so important. He knew that Trin had meant the world to him, and now she was gone. One word that came to his mind thinking of this was: Revenge.
Neo woke up from his dream alone. He remembered those nights, when they were together. Now they remained only in his dreams. Trinity's death brought a quiet and eerie gloom over the Neb and everyone on it. It made Neo uncomfortable. When walking in to a room he could feel the eyes upon him, expressing their sympathy. It was hard on everyone, but Neo knew that she meant more to him than anybody else. After all, it was her that made him believe in himself, believe that he was The One. Then there was that kiss. The kiss that brought him back from the grave, that made his heart jump. It was the most paasionate kiss to ever meet either's lips, and it was so important. He knew that Trin had meant the world to him, and now she was gone. One word that came to his mind thinking of this was: Revenge.