A night without a star in the sky is a bit lonely to look at while dying. I accept my faith, but seeing my own blood spattered on the ground full of snow is still frightening for me to watch.
The pain where she stabbed me multiple times is not as hurt as how broken my heart is knowing that the very person who did this to me is my own best friend who knows me the most.
I thought she'd understand me and love me as much as I love her. Who cares for me as much as I do? That very person, who I trusted the most, is the only one who used her own hand to stab me.
As I closed my eyes, my tears were falling at the same time, and my remaining strength was already ebbing bit by bit, and I knew I would be leaving this world anytime.
And before I take my last breath, I let a bitter smile escape from my cold lips and slowly take my last breath in this world. It's weird to say this, but why the heck do I feel like I'm just floating!? It feels like a wind passing by, and it's so refreshing. I feel safe, warm, and cozy. "This feeling is like a mother hugging you when you were just a child," I feel lost and sad when I think about my mom, who is still working at this time when she was supposed to be resting because of her age. A sudden prick of pain came out of my heart when a flash of the image of my mother came, "smiling warmly at me." that kind of smile, I've been missing it for a year now but never get a chance to see it again. Her warm hug, who can make me feel like "everything will be ok," has slowly faded too. The pain in my heart was so invulnerable, slowly killing me emotionally. realizing that I was leaving her behind without saying goodbye and how much I loved her, while at the same time realizing how happy and lucky I am to have her as my mom. How I wish I could still say this word to her.
Just like that, I was eaten by the darkness.
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