fauxcroft

She was a ghost now, empty and devoid of any kind of feelings for they had been destroyed, by a love so intense that she became attached and when he then betrayed her she carried out the final act. She prepared herself a bath surround by candles and incense and opened both her wrists up because of her intent, to no longer living life in lost love and forever pained, she decided that she could never love like that again. So thinking of this prospect she decided just to end it all, how sad I feel about her now I wish that I could have called, and told her that the finest love could only be found within herself but I know now deep inside that she was far beyond my help. She was a friend who became attached to an all consuming love and now was just a ghost that will haunt my every dream but at least in that way she will sways remain in my memory.