Heart rate increases
She slurries her sentences
Feels weak in the knees
Eyes dilate
She sees him like it’s the first time
He’s beautiful
She knows
In that moment
She knows she’s always loved him
Pulse is out of control
Her entire body melts
And she thinks
“Finally.”
Across the country, he gets a phone call from a mutual friend.
Her funeral is in three days. It’s best if he doesn’t attend. She needs peace in death.
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