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Last Days on Earth 8.2001

her crying is getting softer

and falling under her breath

as she tells me how much she loves me

i dont feel like i'm really here

on the other side of the sun

and thinking about how much she loved me

and how this would be the only time for me

we would kiss and embrace the way they do it in the movies and we would be all that existed and alone in a world that cares nothing about us and may as well not even know that these two small

human beings exist at all because when the

die is cast

we don’t even exist

her smile feels so real and her beautiful hair blowing in the wind feels so real but i know none of this is in the end

it feels so real in my hands and when I hug her and run my fingers across her face letting her know how i am there

the millions of miles

pounding that relaxing numbness into my head letting me know that everything is going to be alright and that there is nothing I need to worry about and all I need to do is focus

not wanting anything else in the world

I wouldn't care if I died

there will be nothing left in this world that could make me feel like this

we would kiss just the way they do in the movies and tell each other that we love each other and that we would do anything for each other and die for each other over and over again

feel the world pass us by as if we were

nothing and

I look at her profile closely and wonder what she was thinking

at that exact moment and then I look back of into the landscape and a few minutes later she would be gone

i look back off into the landscape and only this time knowing what she was thinking

i try desperately to

memorize each and every curve of her profile and watching her eyes

blink slowly and her

lips move so slowly to the point where the movement is practically

undetectable

her profile as I saw it on that day

but I knew that it was something I didn’t have to think about because she was all mine and she loved me more than anything

throughout the evening everyone would eventually disappear one by one and their laughter and chatter would fade out and the clanking of plates and orders being taken and footsteps would all disappear leaving her

and I all alone in a dark

speaking

without words

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