I lowered my head and put my forehead over her shoulder. She was flabbergasted but due to the emission of sorrow from me, she decided to not push me past my limit or increase the raze, watching her patiently wait.
I closed my eyes, not touching her, only resting against her shoulder, making words in my mind, whimpering them with difficulty, “Please let me die…” My words which might come as nothingness to her but to me, it was my last breath, the zeal of my deepest desire. I can’t take it anymore, when fate has crossed our paths again, I want to grasp this source of liberation.
Her breath hitched by my unnerving words, scanning my form from top to bottom, trying to make in her mind what happened to me that I am immersed in such dismay which is hurting me badly more than I can Imagine bu
