I sank to my knees, the pain overwhelming me.
I hugged myself, thinking it would stop me from breaking apart, completely; I put a hand over my heart, hoping it would stop the pain.
But nothing could, only one thing:
Death.
And as I sat there, I hoped death would come.
Maybe I could freeze to death.
I shivered, my tears freezing.
Was I not good enough?
Not worth enough?
Not pretty enough for him?
He was a god compared to me, that was for sure.
Ironic, how every man out there wanted me, and the one man I wanted, didn't want me.
They said there were many fish in the sea, but I only wanted one.
I wanted to wake up every morning and know he's mine.
Know that he loved me.
I wanted to feel his soft lips against mine, wanted his body to become one with mine.
Wanted his eyes to look just at me, make feel like I was the only one out there.
I wanted him to worship me, look at me and know that I'm the only girl.
I wanted to be his Roza.
And just his.
Was that too much to ask?
Apparently, yes.
I wanted his love and only his.
I let the cold take over my body, eventually I didn't feel anything.
I didn't hear the footsteps and if I did I didn't care.
They put their arms around me.
I felt the electrical jolt and immediately my body warmed up.
"What are you doing Roza?" he asked in exasperation.
I shivered.
He pulled me closer to his body hugging me.
Did he remember?
Remember our love?
Our times together?
That I went to the end of the world to save him?
Remember why he loved me in the first place?
"Do you remember why you loved me in the first place?" I stuttered.
"Of course," he answered, like it was the stupidest question.
"Why?" I asked, if I was going to die, I wanted to die knowing.
"You're beautiful, strong, smart, kick ass, and you're you," he whispered in my ear, warming it in the process.
A smiled formed in my face.
"Thank you Comrade, for making me happy," I told him, staring into his beautiful brown eyes.
He didn't smile, just ran a hand through my frozen hair.
His eyes glistened a little. I felt my heart beat slower and slower every time and he heard it too.
"Why?" he whispered.
I knew why and I wasn't going to act dumb either.
"You don't love me anymore," I answered, shivering again.
He took off his coat and put over me.
"It's not going to work," I told him, inhaling his after shave.
"I don't care," he whispered, pain in his voice.
He picked me up in his arms and we started walking.
The darkness was calling out to me and I welcomed it.
"I lied Roza, I've been lying this whole time," he said.
My heart leaped a little in my chest, giving one more beat.
"I love you."
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There
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