Goodbye Love

As he lay dying in her arms she wondered was there anything she could have done to change the now. What if she could do something different and the outcome be different?

Meshon was losing streams of blood faster than she could draw her next breath and she wasn't sure how long he nor she would make it. Though the bullet had pierced his chest she was more in danger of dying than he.

Meshon's eyes were barely open and what little sight he had he used to see Ciara. Though his chest was burning and he was in the most excruciating pain of his life, the pain in her eyes hurt him the most. If he could stand up and suddenly be fine he would. The pain that she suffered was much to deep for him to bare.

Ciara held Meshon's hand so tight that her soft brown hands were reddening around the knuckes. Her other hand was placed across Meshon's bullet wound. No matter how much pressure she applied, Meshon's blood still flowed around her fingers, spilling across her knuckles and his shirt. The copper smell filled the air and burned Ciara's already tearful eyes.

Ciara's chest was on fire from trying to hold her breath and her tears,afraid that sobs would rack her body. She had to be strong. The love of her life was slipping into non-existence as she watched but she had to be calm.

Meshon's chest was still burning. He couldn't cry or his body would shake and cause more pain. Breathing was hard. A thousand little knives were stabbing at his heart and his breathing grew more shallow by the second. He couldn't cry or look scared. He had to be strong for her.

Meshon slipped away within the next few minutes as Ciara prayed in her mind, never breaking eye contact. Sirens wailed in the distance, coming to save a man that had already gone home. A man that had left here way too early because of someone else's ignorance. An innocent man had died in the misfire of gang violence.

Before Meshon was shot he'd asked her how much she loved him and she couldn't answer. She knew he probably thought it was because she didn't love him but at the time she could express herself. So as he lay dead she told him...

"I love you more than any person could feel love for anybody or thing. I love you more than life itself and if you're not going to be in it, I have no sense of being."
Ciara took her bloody hand and touched her heart. "My heart, isn't mine because you have been carrying it around since the day i met you. These eyes," she pointed to her eyes, "have only been on you. My rib, came from you Meshon, so that I would forever be a part of you."

Ciara took her hands and closed Meshon's eyes to the world forever."Goodbye Love."


Senseless murder took away the only love that Ciara and Meshon had ever known...Think before you act...please.