Cursed
She was right there, her pale face smiling down at me, her outstretched arms ready to lift me once again into her embrace. My fingers, moments away from caressing her petite, soft hands as they warmly invited me to hold them once again. Mere moments away from returning to the only time in my cursed existence I’d truly felt my heart at peace and like everything else before, I watched it crumble away in front of me. I felt the filth infused air rush back into my cooling lungs, I felt my drying blood reinvigorate within my veins, I felt my weary heart force a strained pump. I watched her welcoming smile fade and the ash ridden sky return to view as I desperately grasped around me in search of something to anchor to.
I was back in this forsaken world without my love, and I did not want to be.