Her eyes, which once sparkled as thin and penetrating as the first star on the brink of dusk, became hollow mirrors, that could reflect only the perplexing gaze of mine.
Her left shoulder, uncovered from the tissue dress that her body held in her last breath.
Life was no longer bound to that person
The existance we knew of her became a star-like dust with a doubtful existance, being blowed and glancing at us all from the view of an uncertain breeze passing through the corner of my eyes.
The dearest of mine was now gone, and her body would remain in its final stance forever, for her last moment was taken by the timeless choir that could easily ridicule such boundary.
I was taken by awe and a blankness in the eye of my mind.
There was no sadness. There was no pain. I was only numb from that unfading sight.
Her face,
looked just like an angel's.
