I weakly open my eyes and I see that you’re holding me, my head in your lap and your hands checking the wounds but I can’t feel my body. I smile at you, though, tears stream down my face “I’m glad I get to see you… before the end. I… I love you. I’m sorry I scared you so much…” my voice is a hushed whisper and you can feel your heart breaking
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