Why is he leaving me?
In the middle of my pain I felt his soft lips again. They felt warm and comforting. They felt familiar. He wiped my tears and brushed my hair aside. I opened my eyes. His golden brown hair is a mess all scattered around like he just woke up. His deep blue eyes are puffy and wet from crying. Why is he crying? He was the one that broke up with me. He was the one that wanted to leave. He was the one who called it quits. Why is he crying?
He looked me in the eyes.. His lips curled to a smile. Is he happy? He must be. He's happy he's leaving me. I can't take that. I don't want that. I love him! He knows that. He's supposed to know that.
He cupped my cheeks into his hands and rested his forehead on mine. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. I can see tears running down is face. I can feel my eyes water again. "I'm sorry," he whispered. His breath was hot. His voice was shaky. He shouldn't be apologizing, "I still love you. I really do." I cleared my throat and closed my eyes as well. "Then why are you leaving me?" I say. My voice is shaky as well.
He kissed the tip of my nose ever so lightly, like he always does when I'm upset. A smile breaks onto my lips. I stay calm. I feel like I'm shaking again. Everything's so quiet. I don't want to cry. "You know why." He smiles. I hate it when he smiles. He looks like an angel. It's a weakness of mine.
I start crying again from the unbearable pain.
I can feel his lips push against mine again. Everything we did rushed through me. The day we met near the lake, the day I fell in love. The day I invited him over to my home, the day he first kissed me. All this and more. They hurt so much.
Then he pulled away from the kiss. I remember now that we are breaking up. That he's leaving me. That he left me. That he killed me.
