Must stop this shaking.
If she feels me shaking, she will once more awake.
Must not wake her.
Why must this deed be done?
Delaying it will only make it worse.
My blood is ice cold; this shiver runs completely through my body.
Look at her lie there.
The curtains dance in the warm summer night breeze.
Her chest rises and falls with each breath.
Each breath my body craves to share with her.
Dread is all that fills me now.
Time has marched forward and taken the only beauty and hope in my life and viciously tore it apart.
We first met many seasons ago.
Struck up a friendship and bonded.
That unfortunately was muddled by previous commitments we both had with someone else.
So we faded away from each other.