• Our lips pressed against each others, his like fire compared to my icy lips. Like ice should, I seemed to melt. My worries were carried away by my tears, that fell carelessly off my face. I fell into his warm hands, my eyes still closed, but I could still imagine his deep, comforting blue eyes. His face held a soft smile. Our lips met once more, and then I fell into my eternal sleep, tears still falling, with no resistance. My soul would forever rest with the last feeling I ever had on Earth, love. And now, I will watch over him, and heal him. I will be his Guardian, and when destiny brings him to his fate, I will be there, waiting. But that time, I will be the one to warm him, as I will be filled with the feeling I had lacked, hope.