"Sadly enough, the most painful goodbyes are the ones that are left unsaid and never explained."
― Jonathan Harnisch
. . .
For many years, I've seen my fair share of blood and gore. It was well within my line of work of course so I couldn't really avoid it even if I wanted to–so the sight of blood and corpses didn't unnerve me as much as it did.
But looking down, almost unseeingly, at the still-body of the only person I have somehow allowed myself to love, the person I was about to share my life... I was confused, so confused, like I was drowning with too many things all at once that I couldn't pick them apart, to take a moment to process just what the actual hell is happening.
I couldn't believe what I was seeing even though I am literally looking and seeing this with own two eyes.
