When the Earth’s ground met the realm of space, the planet split between a frozen land and pool of heat, with a path between holding the last plant life. The cities once filled with men and women who built the last standing structures fell to crumbled ruins. Statues that kept the faces of man survived as the last standing likeness of humanity.

Among the wreckage, the spirit wondered above the ground. It searched in the heat and the cold. It passed the zones where the last life remained in the forms of mushrooms and moss. Passing a toadstool as big as a whale, he stopped to ask of it, “Has the soul of man ceased?”

The toadstool called back, “Men have not been for some time. They only live on as a cautionary tale of the ill fated told to our young.”

Upon hearing this, the spirit turned to space. “The soul of man no longer endures. It was a ride, friends, but I will not walk this earth without you.” The spirit aimed into the unknown to all but itself. Shooting as a light beam, it fired off into the boundless space filled with stars, planets, and life yet to be born.

I will not walk this earth without you if you left, I wouldn’t know what to do I’d be broken, more than I am now no, no, you leaving, I can’t allow I will never smile, never laugh if I ever have to put you in the past without you, I’d be a mess I really do love you, I must confess I know I don’t say it much, but it’s true the one person I care about is you you can’t leave me I won’t let it be you can’t go, please don’t go please don’t leave me all alone

“I will not walk this earth without you.” Carter gripped my hand tightly, “Watch your step next time. Do you understand?”

My mouth is still hung open. Carter, THE Carter, saved me? But why? What does he mean by “he won’t walk this earth without me?” I started to spiral, “I thought you hated me…” I mumbled, looking up at him.

He gritted his teeth as he looked up, obviously annoyed, yet…maybe slightly relieved? “I don’t want to be responsible for someone’s death.” He finally said after a long pause. Excuses, excuses. We both know that is not true.

Ever since we had a fall out, we became the opposite of “good friends.” The guy who made me feel miserable the whole year, saves me from plumping to my death by a 85 miles per hour car? Unbelievable. “I owe you.” I stammered as I got out of my train of thought. He may be nothing but a jerk, but he saved me.

He shrugged, finally letting go of my wrist. I rubbed it a little as I felt the blood rushing back to my fingers, “it’s nothing.”

I made a soft smile, “sure it’s something. I could’ve died. Blood everywhere.” Then I shrinked back, “though you wouldn’t seem to care anyways.”

He sighed loudly; “I would care.” Carter looked down at his feet. I can’t help but stare at his face. His hazel eyes and his brunette hair. He seemed to be sweating from this event. Wait. Was he blushing?

“Still. I have to give you something.” I said, teasing now, “how about we stop by the cafe?””

Separated Is not where I want to be

You are My guide and friend

I am Happy to have you as my sister

Our parents Trusted us

You Trusted me

I Let you down

We Need each other

Our Home is together

it’s because - not despite - my love for you, that i turned back.

I could sing a million songs about your love, about your home

I could preach a million words about your son and his ransom

I could walk a million miles, Tell the world about your heart

But I know it’s worth nothing, without love

So overflow me with your love Lord Make my heart a place of freedom Take away all my hatred Fill me with the love of Jesus

I could move every mountain with the faith of a seed

I could give all my wealth to those in need

I could give all of me and die on my knees

But I know it’s worth worth nothing if it’s all about me

I don’t want to walk this world without you No lord I need your love to guide me through I won’t walk this earth without you in it I need your love so I can save it

“You make me feel so special and rare. To have something no one else has nor will ever have. Something I will fight incessantly for. I will hold on with all my might, posessing an iron grip that bears yet such tender delicacy. Something I will never allow to slip through my fingers. I have you, infinitely. I cherish basking and roaming under the sun in our ardent days together, and I rest in deep comfort while our skin touches at night as we are blanketed by the stars. With you I know certainty as I lose ties with fear, with doubt, with envy. Pursuing you every day as if I am still trying to steal your heart is my favorite thrill, and lounging around wearing our rawest selves is my favorite pastime. Watching you move is the show I never want to end. You’re my favorite artist, the bass of your voice as my name draws from your lips has become my favorite song. May the moon be our nightlight as we navigate through dark times together, and may birds play ambiance music behind our laughter in the daylight. More than anything, loving you is my greatest joy in life. Even after we perish from mortality, I will not walk this Earth without you. I would rather slumber in nothingness until we reunite. “

To E, love M

"I will not walk this earth with you," she said, her voice firm but her eyes full of sorrow. The sun was setting behind her, casting long shadows across the deserted field. I reached out, desperate to touch her one last time, but she took a step back, her silhouette slowly fading into the darkness. The world around us seemed to hold its breath, waiting for something—anything—that could change her mind. But deep down, I knew that this was the end of our journey together.

I watched her turn away, each step taking her further from me, until she was nothing more than a memory against the twilight sky. And there, alone in the growing night, I realized that some promises are made to be broken, and some hearts are meant to be let go.

(soooo this was posted earlier but since it's from my WIP i thought i'd show you the extended version)

"Casper Ezell, wake up-!" I shout desperately, clutching his unmoving body. Fuck. There's so much blood; it sends waves of sheer panic down my spine. I don't even know whose blood surrounds us anymore. The searing pain in my stomach hasn't ceased, but this boy is way more important. He's dying, for Christ's sake. How ironic, dying the same way his god did. A bitter laugh escapes me before I choke up. "please.." My begging voice floats uselessly through the air, with no ears to receive the words. Nobody is here to listen in the dead of night. No god, nor human, is present. My forehead rests against his as I stifle a sob. I press my hand to his side, trying to keep in what's left of his blood. There's not much, and I know somewhere in my heart that there's nothing more I can do. "I will not walk this earth without you, Cas.. Just wake up. I know it hurts.. just open your eyes." Tears of mine drip onto his dirty, pale face as my shaky cries resound back to my own ears. "I'm sorry.. I'm so sorry.." I mumble over and over, as if that can change what happened; as if it could erase the past day from existence. What did this poor boy do to deserve this? It's not his fault at all. But that begs the question: Who is to blame? I want to blame myself, just so I'd have something tangible to destroy, to hurt. I want to blame myself so maybe I wouldn't have to face the fact that I wouldn't have been able to save him in any other reality. This cursed multiverse of agony was doomed the second we made eye contact in that bar. Maybe, just maybe, if I had never approached him then he'd have never been dragged into this mess; the nightmares, Avila's death... My lips part to let out a scream, loud and broken, and I'm left listening to the way it echoes back in the cold emptiness of the woods. I'm completely, hopelessly alone. Cradling the limp corpse of what could've been a bright future in my arms, my own body gives out and joins his in the dirt.

_ _ _ _ _ “I will not walk this earth without you…” she whispered to the sapling  as she carefully placed it in the ground. Brody’s hands trembled, caked with dirt and memories. It had been her grandmother’s favorite tree- a rare species now on the brink of extinction. For years, they’d tended to it together in the backyard, watching it gr0w alongside their bond._ _ When wildfires ravaged their town last summer, the ancient tree was lost. But brody  hadmanaged to save a single seed. Now, as she patted the soil around the tiny sprout, she felt  her grandmother’s presence. This wasn’t just about preserving a species. It was about keeping a promise, maintaining  a connection. _ “. We’ll  face this changing world together,” brody murmured. “Your roots will be my anchor, your leaves my shelter. And as you grow, so will our story. “ She stood, brushing off her knees. The sapling seemed to sway in agreement, ready to embark on their shared journey through an uncertain future.