The EndA Poem by Giulia KingShe was standing in front of him. Tears rolling down her cheeks. Their souls were no longer entwined. Naked at the thought that this is it. This is where it ends.
Her heart breaks just by the thought that this is the last time she looks at his face. This beautiful face that she once kissed, Lips that told her he's hers. "And I'm yours" she would always breathe out. "I don't know what to say." "I know" she whispered. "The fact that you don't know means you've already given up." "You are perfect. So perfect", he said with tears in his eyes. "I don't deserve you." "You're the first person I called home.
And for that I wanted to say thank you." She looked up at the sky as if the answer would fall down on her hands.
But it never did. This breathless moment tugged on her heart. At last she said, "I am eternally grateful for you" She looked at him one last time. Those dark mystical eyes looked so broken.
"I'm happy the stars let me meet you." He took one step closer to her. His hand touched her wavy hair, he leaned forward and gave her a kiss on her forehead. She gathered strength and walked away, thinking if she survives this, surely there's nothing in the world she cannot do. . . . © 2017 Giulia KingAuthor's Note
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