she-whispers:

“listen” she whispered as she held my palms to her chest “listen to what my heart is telling you. it’s been pounding through my chest but you are oblivious to my calls, so listen.” her porcelain skin radiated under the moonlight and that was the most beautiful she’s ever been. there was something about endings that renovates our definition of true beauty. transparency addressed our souls with familiar hellos as broken promises surfaced from the depths of the forgotten pains. my heart dug through the waves in search for the sound, a faint beating to ease these hopes. still i heard nothing and my hands fell to my sides. she stared at me with hopeless eyes but she smiles because she understands. she always has. she held my face and kissed me but a second felt so much shorter than that. “good bye, sweetheart.” and i could have sworn even the moon seemed tired. the night was quiet and the world was still as it was a few moments prior, but somewhere in the night, everything changed and the earth felt it too.