

The End of LoveThe only person who saw me die was him. His dark hair and blue eyes stood out in the moonlight. His ivory skin made him appear to be made of porcelain.The End of Love
"This will be over soon," he whispered as he held me.
I was bleeding badly, and I couldn't speak. In a sense, I guess I could, but maybe it was the fact I didn't want to speak.
"What happened, exactly?" he asked.
I shook my head and tears fell down my cheeks. I felt overwhelmingly hot, yet my body was cold. I could feel the blood spilling beneath my body. I didn't have much time left.
Holding my hand, he smiled at me
Rest my love
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