My decision was already made even before my mind registered the depth those words.
The only thing that was running through my head was to fulfill my promise to my love. To let her know in any f*****g way that I had not lied. That I loved her deeply. That I wanted to be with her till the end. That.. that I was not going to survive without her arms around me in this world.
I looked down at her closed eyes. I was never this cold. I was never this horrified and full of grief.
I had been deprived of love two times.
And then.. I had been refused to recieve the love of a child two times. The first one, dejected and thrown away to survive on its own in the harshness of cold and roughness of stones and trees by my own self, because of the mind tricks of others and my own selfish ego fulfillme
