It was painful.
I could hardly move or even breathe. I could see the sparkly stars against the black sky.
I was trying to keep awake...trying to fight the darkness that was closing in.
But every part of my body wanted to embrace the darkness...because the pain will go away.
I hear the faint voice of an ambulance, of people talking, some shouting, some clicking pictures.
"Hannah?" Finally, the voice that I wanted to hear.
I opened my eyes to look at him, maybe for the last time. His blue eyes were filled with tears, his lips were trembling, and his hands were now covered with blood, which I wished to be mine and prayed not to be his. My eyes closed again, and when I opened them, next I saw that we were moving, I think it's an ambulance, because I can still hear the faint sound of the ambulance siren.
I moved my head to the side and saw him, he was looking at me worried, his eyes red from crying. Even while dying, I am making him cry, how will I ever forgive myself? I wanted to touch him, remember how his skin felt like, I wanted to see him smile...but I am only capable of giving him pain. I wish I could tell him how much I love him, and if I live, it's only for him.
He came near me and near my eyes, he whispered, "I love you so much, Hannah. I didn't mean a single word that I said. I am in love with you, I have been ever since I saw you the second time."
I let my tears escape, and I wanted to tell him that I love him too, but it was hurting more, the pain was increasing for me to bear. At least, now I know that he loves me...that he has loved me all along. I let the darkness embrace remembering his words till I lost my consciousness.