Her Death

Her body went cold in his arms. Her eyes forever closed. This wasn't right, it's not supposed to go this way. He held on tightly just to share some of his life with her. His tears fell upon her lifeless body. He couldn't stand it, if he could, he would go back. Beg the devil to take him. Rain fell over both bodies masking his tears. Everything within him was falling apart. How would he go on? She was the only one he had ever loved. He begged God to save her, even if she was beyond saving. He studied her chilled face. Her lips were still as red as before but he knew they would taste different. Her eyes, closed, looked as if she was sleeping peacefully as she once did on long car rides. All those memories of her beautiful laugh, her stunning smile. Now he had no more chances to see her smile or hear her laugh. Everything he had ever cared about, shattered. Her skin was so smooth but the cold bite made him cry harder. This wasn't the girl he fell in love with. She was in heaven. This was just the body he knew. The body who curled up next to him every night. The body that gave soft and sweet hugs. This was just the body of the girl he always loved. He wished that he would've made that last day count. Gave her everything she ever wanted. Just one day. If only he knew. Although he couldn't see her, that woman of his dreams was right next to him, hugging tight and crying with him. She wanted him to see her. Wanted to ease the pain. She held on tightly as her lover cried over her body.