"Hold me close to your heart, I want to hear it beating" she whispered to me as I leaned against the tree. This is the last memory I will have of her, the woman I have loved for so long, saying her last goodbyes to me as I hold her beneath our tree. The same tree we used to lay beneath, reading books and sharing secrets and plans for our future. I look down, admiring her beauty one last time as she slowly turns her head up and kisses my chin. Her eyes start to close as her body goes limp. I realize my one true love is gone as tears fill my eyes, and an aching feeling fills my heart. I hold her as tightly as I can while I run my hand against her cheek. I hear a sound behind me and I turn to see that it is a stranger passing by. I turn back to look at her and see that she is gone. I am holding no one....
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