No happily ever afterA Story by DarkSorrowsI wrote this one in 2010.
I ran out of our house onto the street. I didn't look back until I was on the blacktop, you were following me. We had a fight that ended in yelling and tears from me. I turned back around with tears streaming down. At the end of the road, I kneeled and cried into my hands.You came up behind me, and laid your hands on my shoulders, comforting me. I tried to push you off, but you stayed no matter what. You whispered in my ear, "I'll never leave you..no matter what." He then kissed me lightly. I knew at that point, this relationship would work. We walked back down the road slowly in each other's arms. That was two years ago..he died in my arms on that night. A drunk driver ran him over, but he never did get up..We sat there for hours, he was dying, I was sobbing. Telling him it will be okay, though in my heart I knew he was gone..I forgot to call 911 that night, I just let him die in my loving arms. Slowly..I sat there with tears in my eyes all night until morning. A man saw us on the street, came running towards us, asked me if I was alright, I didn't answer. He called 911. I sat there with my dead husband in my arms until the emt's took him away..A couple of emt's helped me up, but I pushed them away from me, and walked down the street back to my house..our house..I still sit in our dining room, quietly, staring out that window. Thinking about him..with tears streaming down..tears that never stop. I never recovered from this experience, I killed myself two nights later, to be with him. But I never did find him..he was gone forever..No happily ever after. Not for me, not for him, not for us.
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Added on August 16, 2013 Last Updated on August 16, 2013 AuthorDarkSorrowsLongmont, CO, United States Minor Outlying IslandsAboutWriting for me is a form of therapy. It helps me deal with a lot of things that happen in my life, a lot of stress is relieved when I'm writing. more..Writing
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