A life worth living

"I admired her. I would've done anything for her... Those bastards, they do not deserve to exist!" he said in between his sobs.



Tears tickled down his gorgeous face which looked as if were carved out of pure marble. moonlight glistened on his moised cheeks.



It made me wonder how one could possibly look this beautiful while executing such a fragile human gesture.



"You promised her something."



He looked up at me with his now swollen, dark brown orbs.



"Live up to it."



He wiped his eyes with his palm and looked up at me



"You're right."



He gave me his signature boxy smile.

A smile which could make anyone's heart flutter in no time.



Anyone, except me. Because I didn't have a heart. Literally.