Premature Death Of A Relationship Poem by Natasha Muriuki

I weaved my way through traffic, ecstatic to see him again. My stomach flipped, as it did whenever I thought or spoke of him. He was everything to me, and saying 'I do' to him was possibly the best choice I had made in my entire life. We did everything that we could together, and our bond was almost unbreakable. He was the reason I woke up with a smile every morning, the reason I found everything easier and more entertaining to do.
He always kept me laughing, and he knew how to make the best out of every situation.
About fifteen minutes later, I pulled up into our driveway and I ignored the tugging feeling at my chest. I replaced it with a bounce in my steps.
Once I made it upstairs, his once bright ocean blue eyes stared lifelessly at my chocolate ones. My heart thundered like Thor's powerful strength and I could only hear my thoughts racing.
What happened? !
My eyes widened at the horrid sight in front of my eyes. On his chest was a blood stain so big that it covered his whole shirt. His blonde hair was begning to soak, and the whole room smelled of blood and metal.
Heavy tears fell from me as I stared at the pale an blue lipped body in front of me for what seemed like an eternity. My chest ached and I couldn't hold my own weight. I toppled over his legs and began a sob that wouldn't leave me for weeks.
I shook his cold body, yelling his name over and over again. Why wasn't he answering me? !
I cried as the realization that he was truly dead hit me. He was really gone, and he wouldn't be coming back.
I extended my already tense body over his and I grabbed my phone in a panic, I dialed a number that made sense to me at the time. The 10 digits that I had memorized as a teen couldn't be punched in the phone faster. I choked out some words and screamed again looking at the body.
' I'm coming there.' Was all I remembered.
He promised me forever! I cried more when my attention was fully averted to him. An unnatural scream escaped me once more as I pounded on his chest.
' where is my forever! ! ' I continued pounding a slight part of me waiting for him to grab my hands and throw them away from him.
' I thought you loved me! You are the most selfish and inconsiderate person I have ever known! I hate you, coward! I hate you! I hate you! I hate you for leaving me! ' I waited for him to say something but his silenced dragged me down. I fell on his bloody chest breaking and crumbling like a dandelion on a windy day.
' wait, no, I'm sorry! ...come back! ' I yelled desperately, my voice giving up on me word after word. ' come back! ! You have to! I am nothing without you, come back! '
' please don't leave me...I love you.' I shrieked.
I almost didn't hear the sound of heels clicking on the tile hallway through the closed bathroom door of our bedroom. I could hear my name being repeated over and over again, wrapped myself closer to him, stroking his now blood soaked blonde hair.
Arms wrapped around me, pulling me away from him, forcing me to say a harsh goodbye.
' let him go, ' I heard the person say. The smell of maple syrup filled my nose and if I wasn't in this situation maybe I would have smiled. Maybe.
I cried on my best friend's chest feeling helpless and hopeless. I couldn't survive, and I knew it.
My heart raced, beating faster and faster. If it was possible, more tears fell from me and I simply gave up.
He was dead, I noted, and so was I.