|Artist: Francisco José de Goya y Lucientes|
"Loved and lost. Lived and died," she whispers to herself as she rocks back and forth. "Loved and lost! Lived and died!"
Then I see it.
He hangs by the window by his neck. Decay has made him almost inhuman.
"You stay away! Save yourself from such pain! Love will only kill you!"
I run from the house, crying and shaking, and nothing is ever the same again after that.