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Her cheek, so smooth and pale, as if even just a fleeting touch of the sun's rays would burn her. Not a single blemish on this perfect lily white skin, no.
Her lips were like a rosebud on the verge of bloom. Soft and pink, her lips were, and almost always curved into a gentle smile. How I longed to feel the tenderness of her lips on mine.
The coppery brown tresses fell down to her shoulder, it smelled like roses in springtime. I run my fingers through the silken strands. She made me so happy.
You'll always be mine, I thought to myself. You will never leave me.
I leaned down and held her hand, told her how much I love her. How I'd never let her go.
Her eyes stared at me, dramatically framed by thick, dark lashes. They stared up at me, expressionless. They have stopped dancing with laughter days ago. Don't you know how much it hurts me that you do not laugh like you did before?
I want to see those tender lips curve into a smile once again. I want to see the radiance of your shining eyes once more.
She lay there, not moving, and stared straight ahead, her eyes without focus. Uncaring.
It's your fault, you know, I told her. You refused me. I had no choice.
I picked a lock of her hair in my fingers. I could still smell the faint scent of flowers in her hair.
You'll always be mine, won't you? You won't leave me. You can't.
I had picked a rose earlier before I came to visit her, it was nothing compared to her beauty. Nothing could come close.
I placed it in her hand, but she would not hold it. The flower fell to the floor unnoticed.
I touched her cheek, how cold it was! I pressed my lips on hers, once so tender. Not anymore.
No matter, as long as you are mine.
I sighed and pulled myself away. I looked at her one last time and said, "Don't worry, my love, I'll visit you again soon." Then I closed the casket where she lay.
"It's good to know you can never run away."