Till Death Do Us Part
Trigger warning include…
!Mentions of suicide!
Laying in the bed beside my husband, I watch how his eyes stayed shut. I looked at how he had a smile on his face as he was in his slumber. If only I could carry the same smile when I was awake. It was hard being awake. I sometime envied the sleeping corpse that rested underground.
I got up from my bed. I placed a letter I prepared the day before. A kiss on my husbands forehead was light enough to not wake him.
I got a warm rob and the sleek sharp object in hand. I headed towards our backyard that caused to many problems when renovating. I loved this backyard, I wanted to preserve the green grass, while he wanted to replace it with a shiny pool.
There was about half a yard of grass and I laid on it with my back against its soft length facing the sky. The object projected straight in the middle of my chest cavity.
I dig it in.
Goodnight.