The night of my life, the night you left, the night the end began.

It was a brutal stabbing pain, unbearable, I was barely managing. I was holding back a lot more tears, although I was still hysterical. You just stood there and watched me, then I guess you couldn't take it anymore, you walked over and pulled me into your arms. At first I left my arms to droop lifelessly, but then it came to mind that this might be the last time I ever held you. I wrapped my arms tightly around your neck, but not nearly as tight as you were holding me. You held me close, tight, secure, like you weren't ever going to see me again, I hoped to God that wasn't true. You held me like you didn't - didn't plan on ever letting me go, I liked it, but I knew I had to do something. I pulled away, you released me keeping your hands on my waist, clenching my t-shirt in your fists. I looked into your deep, blue, dazzling eyes for a moment before looking down. I tried to fight back more tears, my throat burned as my tears began to blur my vision. You nudged your head against mine, and pulled me back closer. This time I didn't hug you back, my arms were curled up into your chest, my head rested on your neck, you held me so close, I was so warm. I could feel and hear your heart beat, it was slow, loud, and somehow calming, I felt like I was drifting asleep. I could feel your eyelashes on my shoulder, I whispered just loud enough for him to hear me, "You promised." You blinked, and a warm tear spilled down my back, and then another, your eyelashes were wet, then you blinked again, but you didn't re - open your eyes. You whispered something I couldn't clearly hear, but I heard the last 3 words, "I love you", I don't know if you intended for me to hear, and what part you wanted me to hear, but I heard that, it was comforting, but at the same time unsettling. You pushed me away gently and walked out the door, I fell to my knees, I didn't have the strength to keep myself up anymore, I knew it was over, but it wasn't the ending I was wanting, hoping for.