• Only a breath was heard at the small funeral that was held and only a word, which we all knew, had killed her. A word that dare not be spoken at the funeral, a word that had caused peril throughout all of human life. Love had killed her, when he had fallen through his life and barriers he thought he had. He suddenly was gone from the earth and only finding his body on their favorite bench was what killed her. What were we without love, What were we without the person we loved? Were we as cold and pale as she, or were we as heartless and selfish as he? But only the smile on her face could tell me wherever she was, she was with him, and even though they were not allowed to live in reality, they took base in clouds and played in them, smiled and laughed together. Things that could not have happened where they were, but only a little change and a little Love could save them from what they were and could break down what had killed them both.

    And everyday I looked up in the clouds, and the heart was there. The sparkle could not be with any other two, the love shined and so did they're lifeless hearts.