Our Final Night

A Story by Nami Machae

A soft breeze blows softly on the cold winter night.We run through the forest, as if nothing was wrong. Just laughing, living our last few moments together. We both know that our last night will be tonight, but we act as if we will see each other with each passing moment of the long, tiring day. He lifts me up and I laugh as we both collapse on the ground so soft with snow that the fall never stood a chance of hurting. We had made many memories at this spot, and will make many more when.. if i return. Even thought it was snowing, it felt as though the earth was warmed just for us. On this final night, on the snow covered ground, I slid perfectly into his arms and knew that we would be together forever. As I slowly drifted off into sleep, I could faintly hear him whisper in my ear, "I love you, my angel"

© 2012 Nami Machae

Author's Note

OK so, I know that its not really a story, more of a paragraph, but there was nothing else I could think of to make it sound any better or worse. Anyway short or not, I hope you enjoy! Please ignore any grammar problems if you may see them.