she held his hand in hers. it felt warm and familiar, like a sunset falling into place beyond a visible horizon.
he could hear her whispering things to him; sad, tragic, and at times muffled things that caused him a great clenching and furious pain throughout his body.
he did not know what to do or say, so he stood with her, quiet and shaking, in a shared unyielding terror.
there were tears. there were many tears. and also there were whimpers, and cries, and a vast desert of unsatisfactory questions answered with quiet 'i-don't-know's.'
nothing was right, and the day sunk into dusk while cars passed below to unknown destinations where there were no problems or hurt.
she felt his teardrops on her neck becoming streams, which trickled down along her right shoulder-blade, and came to rest in the shallows of her lower spine before being absorbed into her clothing. she let go of him and thought to herself that nothing would be the same ever again.
after a while, there was nothing left to say, so they sat in silence, apart and affected. neither one of them moved or made any whisper of a sound for what seemed like eons.
above, the planets sighed and lamented never being able to ever again be embraced by the wide field of stars.
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