by Analyse J.

Created on: November 16, 2009

They held hands as she led him to where she wanted him to go. He'd never been happier in his life, he admired the way she smiled at him and the gentle touch of her soft lips against his. What could be better? He never wanted this moment to end, he wanted to live forever with her in his arms. Wanted to protect her from anything that could harm her, tell her how much he loved her but his words were lost in her eyes which seemed to be lost in the moment.

Nothing could change the way he felt for her, they would never be separated. His heart pounded with anxiousness, and for a moment he thought he saw a flicker of panic in her eye's but was afraid to ask questions; nothing could separate them. He trusted her with his life.. and she trusted him with hers.

Her mind was tangled in the animosity of it all, how could she do something like this to the person she loved? The only one that mattered? Her connection to reality, why would she trade it in, what had got her caught up in such a mess? Her mind was racing below the mask of fine fake, an art that can only be mastered by those who can handle the pain. The ripping apart of a heart so whole for once in her life where this dream that felt so real felt so good.
Astounded by this trust, she wanted to let go of the tight aching in her throat and let the tears run down her cheeks, she didn't want to lead him on any longer. Never had she felt such a pain in all her life, she stopped five minutes before the end of all of it. Before the end of this happiness she would never see again, before the flicker in his eye that showed her that he felt so alive was gone.
She pulled his body into a hug and embraced the smell of him, wanted to keep it forever. What was real now would be so faded in the future. She would never feel again; he could not possibly understand the hurt that was going on in her mind and heart. The war she couldn't stop. She put her hands on either side of his face, and felt his breath when she put her lips against his. Running her right hand through his soft hair she tasted his mouth, never wanting it to end. The physical was only a small part of their love but it had never felt so intense until now, time stopped all around her and he slid his tongue along her bottom lip. He held her closer and they could feel each other's heart beats going fast but so slow at the same time. She pulled away and took him by the hand.

The sweet aroma of peaches lingered along his senses for what seemed like an eternity and the cold

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