i have never written a story as serious as now. i don't think it worked out well, but at least it's a beginning. please give me some good tips so my next story can be improved! i hope you had a nice day, i'm going to sleep now.. and, see you tomorrow

Forever Love

Days passed while I watched the photos over and over again. Allegedly, it felt like yesterday. Even though it now happened almost eight months ago, I still couldn’t sleep. Every second in my life it was burning like hell on it’s worst day.

The pain rushing trough my veins, hitting every muscle I tried to move, eating my inside out. it hurts so soo bad. Eight months, two hundred forty four days, 5856 hours, 351360 minutes, the excruciatingly pain was rushing. Defeating my last hope, my last chance to live a normal life. I laid myself down on the couch. My thoughts sliding away.

And there was he.

His beautiful blue eyes screaming to me like I was his only help. See his lips coming to me, biting on mine, playing to get a reaction. I let my hands slide trough his dark brown hair. Enjoying every second as I heard his heart beating against mine. Walking hand in hand and watch the sun go down as we walked down the avenue. He was my first and greatest love; he IS my first and greatest and especially my last love. I could never let him go. That would be against life, but this is too.

My eyes opened as the light came trough the shutters. The sun shined like it never shined before. As I saw the picture of us standing and laughing, I remembered those perfect days. When we were together my life finally felt complete. He was the first who broke my wall down. When one of us let the other go, by taking his hand of the other, panic surrendered over our vital bodies. It was strange, but so natural. We utterly loved each other with all our hearts. And I would never let him go. And I knew he wouldn’t let me go as well.
And now, I was aching to those perfect days.

He was gone. Away. Lost.

He dazzled me, there was nobody in the world but him. And there were his eyes again, the pain so badly it hit me against the ground. Tears flowing out of my eyes. His screaming eyes came closer. Please, please help me.
but I couldn’t do anything.

it was to late.

his screaming eyes went over in screaming sirens. All I could hear were those sirenes and voices, voices from people who were trying to pull me up as I tried to wake him.
He laid there, silently, blood flushing out of his mouth. All I could do was cry, and I haven’t been doing anything else for the past 351363 minutes of my life. I tried to hold on, trying to get grip on my life, but I simply couldn’t.

I’m going to see him, you know I never want anything else but him. You know that, please mom, I love you. But the rest of my heart belongs to him.

and there I was, lying on the ground, drying my tears as I saw him coming closer to me. The sun never shined as bright as now. This was meant to be, his fingers finally touched my cheeks again. Love took the place of the permanent pain.
This was all worth it, we could now be together, forever and ever and ever.

I would never have to be alone again.