Thus ending my story and bringing me to now..sitting on the sidewalk
outside of Heaven with you telling my tale. I lived a grand total of two
days without the shackles of insanity and depression on me away from the
hospital; though it's ironic really..I lived a life full of despair,
wanting to kill myself, and dying when I was healed..ironic and sad at the
same time.
And as I promised Devi, I wait for her here at Heaven's gates watching people come by, watching me with sympathetic eyes, as if knowing I'm here waiting for my other half to come to me....Hell a few have even joined up along side me waiting as well with a similar story of waiting for a loved one, then the significant other comes and the desolate soul leaves me alone once more. It kills me to see her down there on Earth, alone..ever since my death it looks like she had gone on a few dates, but never calling the guy back and crying herself to sleep nearly every night; though once sleep comes upon her, I always come back down and visit her in her dreams. Oh yes, you're new here..you probably didn't know, if there are people you held dear to you in life down on Earth, you can visit them in their dreams..however they just think you're a part of their subconscious but, that's not important. I can fondly say every dream I'm in of Devi's is wonderful..ranging from the night, just before I died to our future together. There are on occasion, a few I'd...Ahem..rather keep to myself, being rather private to me. However once in a great while, she dreams of the fight..and with great sadness I feel how she felt, seeing me die in her arms..Though as the scene ends as I stand right behind her watching..I always kiss her on the cheek and whisper.
" I'm alive inside you.." Even if she only believes I'm a part of her dream, she always wakes up with a smile. Sometimes, you know, I believe that dreams are a small gateway to Heaven.
I miss her so much that sometimes I believe I'm paralyzed without her actual touch and not her dreamt one..she was my savior, my resurrection when I was fallen, and I believe I was hers too, brought me to life and in a morbid way, resurrected once my soul once more when I died, sending me here to Heaven. I of course, cannot wait until we are reunited, though I hope she does live a long happy life, never forgetting me...and eventually I hope to become her guardian angel. Every time she looks up at the stars at night, I make them glow back brilliantly, bathing her in the eternal fire of my love.
So tell me friend, what's your story?
((Author's note: ::hands out tissues:: Yeah..can't say I didn't need one or two writing these last chapters..And so ends my first JTHM fan fiction..but I will be back with a more humorous one..I'm thinking of a Nny and Devi "Freaky Friday" ish happening..or a Johnny and Squee ::could just imagine Squee the Homicidal Maniac:: So, I hope you enjoyed this story..even if it's a tad morbid. I have to say though..who expected the twist to be Johnny telling you the story while he was dead? Oh yeah..you're dead too x) ))
And as I promised Devi, I wait for her here at Heaven's gates watching people come by, watching me with sympathetic eyes, as if knowing I'm here waiting for my other half to come to me....Hell a few have even joined up along side me waiting as well with a similar story of waiting for a loved one, then the significant other comes and the desolate soul leaves me alone once more. It kills me to see her down there on Earth, alone..ever since my death it looks like she had gone on a few dates, but never calling the guy back and crying herself to sleep nearly every night; though once sleep comes upon her, I always come back down and visit her in her dreams. Oh yes, you're new here..you probably didn't know, if there are people you held dear to you in life down on Earth, you can visit them in their dreams..however they just think you're a part of their subconscious but, that's not important. I can fondly say every dream I'm in of Devi's is wonderful..ranging from the night, just before I died to our future together. There are on occasion, a few I'd...Ahem..rather keep to myself, being rather private to me. However once in a great while, she dreams of the fight..and with great sadness I feel how she felt, seeing me die in her arms..Though as the scene ends as I stand right behind her watching..I always kiss her on the cheek and whisper.
" I'm alive inside you.." Even if she only believes I'm a part of her dream, she always wakes up with a smile. Sometimes, you know, I believe that dreams are a small gateway to Heaven.
I miss her so much that sometimes I believe I'm paralyzed without her actual touch and not her dreamt one..she was my savior, my resurrection when I was fallen, and I believe I was hers too, brought me to life and in a morbid way, resurrected once my soul once more when I died, sending me here to Heaven. I of course, cannot wait until we are reunited, though I hope she does live a long happy life, never forgetting me...and eventually I hope to become her guardian angel. Every time she looks up at the stars at night, I make them glow back brilliantly, bathing her in the eternal fire of my love.
So tell me friend, what's your story?
((Author's note: ::hands out tissues:: Yeah..can't say I didn't need one or two writing these last chapters..And so ends my first JTHM fan fiction..but I will be back with a more humorous one..I'm thinking of a Nny and Devi "Freaky Friday" ish happening..or a Johnny and Squee ::could just imagine Squee the Homicidal Maniac:: So, I hope you enjoyed this story..even if it's a tad morbid. I have to say though..who expected the twist to be Johnny telling you the story while he was dead? Oh yeah..you're dead too x) ))