TW
Idk what TW's should I put in here but mentioning blood, death, burying, unburying, cannibalism
It was supposed to be the day that we were both the happiest people alive. We should have enjoyed the smiles, dances and good food among our loved ones. But who could have knewn that the day could have turned into something that reminded more of a nightmare than sweet daydream.
As you see...there were so much love, too much joy than what one person could ever hold inside the cages of our heart.
I was happy too, I was filled with joy and love. I felt more seen than I have ever felt, loved like there wouldn't be tomorrow.
I didn't knew, that there actually wouldn't be tomorrow. No more sunrises left to see...for me. To you, there would be.
You leaned on me, drowning me with kisses and I did giggle while those kisses would tickle me. I raised my hand to your hair, let my fingers wander among them...unbutton your shirt and pull you closer while the kisses continued.
How they turned from tickling ones, to deep and loving ones. And into more painful ones. Too painful ones. I tried to pull you away from me, off from me. For nothing. Because since you would have already started, you couldn't stop at all.
You couldn't stop while your teeths break the skin on my neck and definetly couldn't stop when the blood started to drain out. The white sheeths started to change color so fast...to really deep red. You were so hungry.
So hungry that you couldn't hear me begging you to stop...until I didn't.
You almost didn't left anything behind yourself expect bones. My bones. How all that I was, had been faded away...eaten away.
"But I was so happy, I was so in love" was that you kept saying while burying me with tears in your eyes.
"I am so sorry..." you whispered while leaving a flower on the grave.
Your brother saw it...how you buried that what was left of me. He didn't say anything to you, to no one.
But he did unbury the grave you just had done without knowing what he would find. I'm sure that he didn't expect to find me...
He held my body...if you could call it a body based on what was left...but he did held me close.
And he did cry. He cried so much, and screamed so loud from the pain rhat even the ocean would have been able to feel it and understand how deeply it did hurt...
He loved me...he had always loved me.
I apperently were his true love, before you and I met...and I am that even till today.
I know deep in my heart, which you ripped out with your bare hands and ate with those sharp teeths, that he wouldn't have done the same as you did to me.
No matter how you excuse it with love...that wasn't love...there were never love from you for me.
He should have been the last thing I would have seen before closing my eyes for the very last time...my ending should have happened from old age...the reason shouldn't had to be anything like that.
But it was you.
