Before I start.. I knoooow It's been too long since I've written anything.. and I just felt like escritura a one shot.
It's a sad one, so if you're not in the mood, SKIP IT.

I mean that with all the amor in the world.
Hope tu like it, though.
And I recommend tu play this song while lectura it
link just to make it más dramatic </3
And please don't hate me for what I'm about to do.
amor my sinners forever <3

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Cover my eyes, cover my ears, tell me these words are a lie.

She rushed down the hallway, trying to catch her breath. Her corazón pounding fast, she could hear its pressure in her ears. Her palms sweaty. But she couldn't care less.
She knew where she was headed, and she had to get there fast. As fast as she could.
But no matter how much she ran, no matter how much she tried to dodge people that where passing por her, she still couldn't get there fast enough.
And all of sudden, she was there, staring at the glass door and trying to find someone to help her...
But all she could see was a stretcher being wheeled to the emergency room, it all looked so surreal.
Almost like in a movie-everything stood still and soft blur wrapped the whole room.

Out of the blue, her still figure was shook to reality por a tall man calling out her name. She quickly snapped back from her hazy thoughts, and responded with a soft 'I am she'. She didn't know how she found the strength to speak. Her knees started shaking as the tall man went through some papers.
And as he spoke, all she could hear was stretched vowels and it seemed like the man's mouth went into slow motion.

It can't be true, that I'm losing you, sun can not fall from the sky.

They had a fight three weeks before. It had been the same cause as every time before. He couldn't do one thing that they both needed to be done. He proved himself weak once again. And how he'd talked that it would all be over soon, that they'd be free people, that they'd do everything they couldn't have since they'd fallen for each other.
But it had been getting worse, they had yet another thing on their mind, in their lives and even that couldn't make him stand up for them. He just couldn't let go.

And she'd fought with him, she'd let him know that she couldn't do it anymore. That it had been it. The final straw, the last possible chance he'd ever gotten, he'd managed to live down to her expectations. Somehow, she hadn't been surprised. She could never. After years of putting up with his shenanigans, with her uncertainty, with his unwillingness to make a change, with her despair, she just hadn't been surprised. After all, she could have gotten herself out of it all long before they'd gotten where they'd been at this point.

She had been so angry with him, told him that it had been all over, that he should pack. He had. And she was a free woman yet again. Despite of it all, she had known that they'd make it better, that they'd get back to their old habits, that they'd get back together, the way they always would.

However, she'd never thought something might get in the way.

Can tu hear heaven cry, tears of an angel?

And she stood there, slowly going numb. She couldn't feel a thing. She couldn't even think...
It was all just plain blank. Like there was nothing, nothing but pain she would sure soon experience.
Someone helped her sit down, but she couldn't see who. She didn't even try to.
Nothing in the world mattered anymore. Nothing when she lost one thing she had been hoping for since the very first time she'd found out what meant to love.
A chance. A chance of making it all better. A chance for a new life, a better life. Life without lies and pretense. Life without forced smiles and nights spent soaking pillows wet.

And now... it was all lost. Never to be forgotten. Never to be forgiven.

Stop every clock, stars are in shock, river will flow to the sea

They brought her a cup of water, and if she could have any coherent thought, she wouldn't know how she was able to even hold it.
She had no strength. She turned wobbly and lifeless. Everything she hoped for had been lost. Just like that. In a matter of a few hours. But she knew. She knew it wasn't that plain simple. She knew that she couldn't say they hadn't deserved it. They had been presented with too many chances, they had had so many opportunities, but they didn't use them.
Either he'd had something pulling him back, either she'd found a new reason not to be where she belonged.
They had played with the one thing no one ever told tu not to play with. They'd played with themselves. They'd even played with God... She scoffed. Not that he'd ever acknowledge He had something to do with they way they'd lived their lives.
Albeit she knew it did. She'd always known. There was no possible chance they'd gotten so many new beginnings, just to screw them up all over again, and get no punishment for their silly ways.
And this time, just as she expected that time would come, they didn't manage to get away with it.
However, she'd never thought it would all end as poorly as it had.

I won't let tu cry, I won't say goodbye, I won't let tu slip away from me.

It had been a Land Rover versus Harley Davison. He hadn't stood a chance. She passed her fingers over his cold lips and a tear sparkled in the corner of her eye. It was the ultimate sign it was all done. That it was all gone.
But she promised herself she wouldn't cry. She'd cried too many tears already. She'd told herself she couldn't dwell over something she knew would surely one día happen.
But, as many times before, she failed herself... One tears slipped after another and soon she was writhing in pain, sobbing as she took his lifeless hand in hers, filling the voids between his fingers with hers for what was the last time.
She gave herself a few minutes. The kids were supposed to come only the día after. They'd be in shock, She had to stay calm if only for them. Although they didn't even like her. But she promised. She promised that she'd always be there for them, that she'd always keep the memory of him present, no matter how much their mom tried to restrict it.
She sniffed. She didn't even have a chance to say goodbye.

Can tu hear heaven cry, tears of an angel?

Soon after, she was sitting in the waiting room again. Cup now held in a firm grip as she waited for their friends to arrive and give her the only thing they could at a situation like that. A simple 'I'm sorry' which could, no matter how much people meant it, not even slightly, do away with the pain.
And she had to stay strong, if not for her, then for the only thing that shed some light on her at the darkness she abruptly fell in.
An elderly woman sat down siguiente to her, a small, rather sad smile evident on her lips.
“What mes are you?” the woman asked kindly, her as well seeking comfort for whatever misery hit her.
“Fifth” she answered softly, taking a sip of water from her cup.
At least she had that.

Cover my eyes, cover my ears, tell me these words are a lie.

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Told tu it was sad :/ reviews and comentarios are always amor ♥
Thanks for lectura <3