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   It was late as we sat halfway between my room and the roof, the cool air of an early summer's night making our skin prickle and the moon dance with excitement in our eyes. We had spent so much time together and yet so little for how long we'd been us. Every moment with him I cherished as if it were my last. I savored his touch like a beggar saved his every penny. I ate up his words with the voracity a starving man would his first meal in days. I drank in his body like the dry earth would water after a rainless summer. Being in the same room sent my skin to tingling, my heart to racing, and my mind to spinning. I always longed for his touch, his voice, his reassurance that everything would be alright. I wanted so badly to believe his words, that he'd always love me, that he'd never forget me, that our time was not wasted. I wanted to believe him; I wanted to believe in him. It was so hard when I feared the worst and could not even imagine the best.

   His breath was warm on my face, his hand soft against my cheek. I closed my eyes and felt with all of my soul his presence before me, his lips on mine. I was afraid to open my eyes when he pulled away; afraid to see the look I already knew was on his face. It was getting early; the sky was starting to turn an ashen grey as if the night was falling ill and on its death bed.
   "Hey…" He said tenderly, his thumb lightly caressing my cheekbone.
   My eyes finally opened and I saw the look I had feared. His eyes were soft and apologetic, a sad smile playing at his lips. "Hi." I responded, my voice rough and thick. It showed more than my face did.
   "It's getting late." He continued to give me that look that was so beautiful. I hated it.
   "No, it's getting early." I corrected him stubbornly, my voice still betraying me.
   His smile widened and he placed another angel soft kiss upon my lips. I pushed back on him, making the kiss rough to show my distaste for his plans. He put his other hand on my face, brushing my hair back as he did so, and pulled away. "I have to go."
   "But you'll be gone for good as soon as you pull out of the driveway." I felt hot tears rising from my burning cheeks and I blinked to banish them unsuccessfully.
   "We don't know that." His voice was as soft as it ever had been and it was making me angry.
   "Yes we do. You know that this is the end. That this is my last chance." Tears rolled down my cheeks and I angrily wiped them away with the back of my hands.
   He stayed my hands and brushed the tears away with his thumbs though more tears rolled down to replaced them. "Last chance for what?"
   My body shook lightly as I tried to hold back the imminent sobs and a lump formed in my throat. I swallowed several times to try to push it away, but it stayed strong. I looked him straight in the eyes as I spoke past the emotional knot in my throat, "My last chance to let you know how much I love you." I couldn't hold back my sobs any longer. They came and he held me with the patience of stone and the tenderness of a new mother until they subsided. I hated his patience and his sureness even through my shattered heart and dead hopes. All of this time we'd been leading up to this moment. All of this time I'd been fighting to ignore my fears and now they were all plainly on the table, staring me in the face with cold eyes.
   
   "Babe, I have to go." He finally said. The words had a shattering effect in my mind. Everything became clear. I was so very acutely aware of how the sky looked like a big angry bruise.
   I looked at him, my tears dried and replaced with bitterness and the beginnings of acceptance. "I guess you do. You have to go live your life."
   He smirked at me, "Yeah, you could put it that way." He put the rest of his body out into the early morning air of my rooftop; my hand still holding onto his.
   "You're actually going to do it, aren't you? Just… Leave me." My voice had a bite to it, but it didn't phase that beautifully serene and caring face of his.
   "I'll never forget you."  He promised me.
   "I'm sure you won't, but I'm not worried about that. I'm worried you'll forget us." I followed him out onto my roof, not wanting to let go of his strong hand in mine.
   "I couldn't possibly forget us, my love." He chuckled at me, placing a tender kiss on my forehead as his warm body came closer to mine; his smell was suffocating me with its sweetness.
   "I love you…" I finally uttered the only goodbye I was going to give him; the only one I could give him. I still hadn't fully grasped that this was really it.
   He put his hand on the back of my head, his fingers laced into my hair. He smelled me, breathing in deeply to take in my fragrance. His face came back with content lacing his smile. "I love you too, baby."
   He took a step away from me and my chest felt it would suck me into it, as if it were a sudden vortex rising angrily in my center. I clutched onto him and brought him back to me with the most desperate and serious kiss I could muster. I was shaking, my breathing seemed almost labored. More tears stormed my eyes. He pulled out of the kiss and gave me the sweetest and softest kiss that had yet to brush my lips. It was, in its self, more desperate and serious than my own rough kiss. It was painfully beautiful in its tenderness.
   "I love you enough to remember you for always, I promise." He said quietly, reassuring me against the words I could not find.
   "I don't believe you for a second." I said as a tear fell onto my cheek.
   His chuckle was deep and quiet; like the roar of a far off beach. The look in his eyes was enough to make my heart press against my rib cage in a longing so real I felt I'd follow him to the ends of the earth. He flashed me a familiar smile; a playful and mischievous sight. "You've gotta trust me, babe."
   And he was suddenly not there any more. His form disappeared over the edge of the roof and his dark silhouette slid over my yard in the early morning light. I stood there and watched until I could no longer see the red dots of his taillights. I stood there until the sun peeked over the horizon and kissed my cheek as tenderly as our last embrace. I felt I could stand there until he came back to move me; to break me from this stony trance I knew would be hard to break free of. I wanted to trust him but I was afraid of how badly it hurt already.
I can't really explain anything to you about this... I just wrote it and I had plenty of inspiration...

I guess I just needed to vent... Needed to get a load of emotion off of my chest in something short and full of it's own emotion.

This means a lot to me personally...

-Rose

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ShadowVamp132 Featured By Owner Feb 4, 2011  Hobbyist Writer
Amazing! I loved it so much! Good job, girl :)
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xrosesxrulex Featured By Owner Feb 5, 2011  Hobbyist General Artist
Thank you. ^__^
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ShadowVamp132 Featured By Owner Feb 5, 2011  Hobbyist Writer
Of course!!!!
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nytemarezero300 Featured By Owner Dec 28, 2009  Hobbyist General Artist
....Your story...made me cry.....almost. It got there and jerked my heart, but not enough to make me shed a tear.
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xrosesxrulex Featured By Owner Dec 28, 2009  Hobbyist General Artist
Well, it's nice to know that it at least tugged on your heartstrings. I'm glad it touched you.
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nytemarezero300 Featured By Owner Dec 28, 2009  Hobbyist General Artist
Yeah it did...ah well...onto the next story. Not to mention the many drawings I wish to sketch out...A new title for a drawing in my head...."Requiem for a Nightmare..." MY TITLE.
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xrosesxrulex Featured By Owner Dec 28, 2009  Hobbyist General Artist
*steals title to mutilate later* Well, I can't wait to see what all you post.
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nytemarezero300 Featured By Owner Dec 29, 2009  Hobbyist General Artist
lol, It'll come later...
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Horoichi Featured By Owner Dec 28, 2009
Very good, Carolyn. I loved it as well. You have such talent, you know?
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xrosesxrulex Featured By Owner Dec 28, 2009  Hobbyist General Artist
Thanks... I appreciate it...

Call me Rose.
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Atomickitten34 Featured By Owner Dec 27, 2009
It's really good, I love it.
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xrosesxrulex Featured By Owner Dec 27, 2009  Hobbyist General Artist
Thanks. That means a lot, actually.
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