Out the the speaker came the somber sound we'd die to. The water flooded in, muffling the ending. " I wish you would, come pick me up, take me out, fuck me up..." In the deepest black, she smelled of sweetness among the dank leaves. Frozen in grey, her giggles echoed of children's laughter. Her dress ruined by the earth itself. But her kisses showed no worry of material things. The wetness of the grass pruned our very existence. Time slowed to a stop.. it always did on days like this though didn't it. Where even the cold had no room to come between us. Nothing could stop the bitter end













