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I saved for seven months to buy you the ring.
When I finally asked, you didn't say a thing.
I watched the tides roll in on the dunes of your eyes.
You embraced me harder than you ever have, said "yes" through joyous cries.
Oh God, can this be true?
To spend my life with you.
If Heaven exists, this is it.
I've seen the world anew.
We set forth making plans to turn this house into a home in a quiet neighborhood, our kids could finally roam.
We joined our solaces, and I made you my wife.
In the nighttime, autumn air, we drove to our new life.
I can't find anything more grand.
There's nothing more enchanting than your fond caress or your loveliness.
You've made me feel so blessed.
All the while, some power unseen, some divine being, without saying why, cast our tires towards the sky.
I watched blood trickle from your head and every birthday, anniversary, our future faded into red.
I held tight to your hand, through sobs, I screamed your name, but your muscles were unresponsive, and no comfort ever came.
Give me a pulse or open an eye. You can't leave me here without saying, 'goodbye'!"
The electric orchestra played a death march through the halls, and while the earth bleeds beside me, church bells somberly resonate through it all.
The coroner confirmed what we already knew.
My halcyon days are over.
Life continues without you.
So we gathered, dressed in black.
The choir sang "Hallelu-"
A myriad faces approached telling me I'll get through if I breathe.
Turn off the lights to my heart, close the door.
No one lives here anymore.
On sleepless nights when I need you next to me, I clutch tight to our photograph remind myself, "just breathe."