He stared at me in a childlike despair. His mouth hanged open, panting out loud, his chest rose and fell so painfully to pull in some air to breathe. His damp brown hair stuck right above his clear blue eyes--now filled with panic and anxiety.
I reached out my hand and he took it.
"I'm sorry."He panted. " I shouldn't have been so stupid."
I shook my head. It made my head spun in dizziness. "It's not your fault. Don't torture yourself." I pleaded.
He closed his eyes as if he was in great pain. No, we were both in great pain right now. The only comfort that I could think of was that if he was no longer on this cruel planet, I would be just right behind him.
"I'm such a fool. I shouldn't have brought you into all these mess." He grabbed me and pulled me into his scorching embrace. I hugged the huge damp person tightly, no tears formed in my eyes. My body was running out of water.
"You think I'll let you come here all by yourself?" I asked angrily.
"But..."
"No more buts." I pulled back and placed my dirt-covered hand on his dried lips. "We're in this together. I don't care how remorseful you are right now, we're now here. Together. That's all that matters right now."
He nodded, holding my eyes with resignation as I tried to fill them up with hope again. I wanted to see those eyes twinkle with laughter, like it used to be. Like it must be.
"We're going to go through this." My voice fierce, as I held his face in my hands, staring back intently into his soul. I had to save him. "Regardless."
"I know." The corner of his lips pulled up a little, as I mirrored his expression.
"Let's get going, then." I loosed all of him except for his hand and dragged myself over the toasting sand.
An hour passed. Or two, or maybe three. Or was it four? I didn't know. We lost track of time in here as we tried to find an impossible exit. It was hopeless. There was nobody here, not even an animal. How were we going to get out of here?
I stared at his angel-like face desperately. He must live. How could someone so flawless, so perfect was made to cease? No way, he must live.
But I knew it was all just wishful thinking. I knew we were over by the moment we were both laying on our backs on the rough, burning hot sand. It was very uncomfortable, but we didn't even have any energy--or urge--to move anymore.
We both knew this was our end.
We lay side by side, staring at the now-darken sky. Our shallow breathing formed a new, tuneless harmony together. Our hands twined together. We were not letting go each other now. Not even if we were down to that other world where angels will sing in joy as we entered.
"I'm sorry." His whispered carried out to the eerie desert.
"I know. But we're together, right?" I smiled weakly.
He moved a little by little, grunting in pain as every minute movement hurt him. I mimic him until we were inseparable.
"I love you." He whispered against my long, thick hair that curled around my face like a halo.
"I love you more." I answered back, knowing this was our goodbye.
"I love you most."
That was the last thing I'd heard, as everything around me went black.
"Meet you in heaven" was the last thought I had. I let the darkness swallowed me in without fighting anymore.
I love you.
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