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The lush grass tickled his exposed skin as he dropped to the ground with a thud. Blue eyes, ablaze, stared down at him. Anger, hurt, and regret filled them. He was sure he had never seen anything like it. Words were being spoken to him, but they sounded distant as if his ears were filled with water. He could taste the coppery flavor of his own blood as it filled his throat and made breathing difficult. His lungs were beginning to fill with blood and air was becoming more elusive. The man above him kept speaking to him, or was he yelling? It didn't matter, his words still were not clearly heard. He swore he felt something wet hit his cheek. He felt a hand grab his. For a moment, he glanced at the moon. Tonight it was full. Never had he appreciated the simplistic beauty of it. It didn't serve the same purpose as the sun nor get the same recognition. The sun was the giver of life, always outshining the moon. The moon was just a pale light that brighten the night sky and often overshadowed by millions of twinkling stars that people admired more. It reminded him of her. Unappreciated but still giving. He could hear the sobs of someone, someone lingering above him and still holding his hand. He felt himself begin to choke on his blood and lack of air. His body was starting to feel weightless and the pain he was feeling was beginning to diminish. All the sounds around him ceased, leaving him with the crystal clear laughter that he had grown to love over the years. He loved her corn yellow hair that was soft against his calloused hands and her calming blue eyes. He was no longer aware of what was going on around him, all he could see were the memories of his life, the good and bad. He saw her in most. He'd managed to hurt her and he couldn't blame her for how she felt towards him now. He wished he could stay alive a little longer just to tell her how sorry he was. He wanted to see her modest smile again. He had chased the wrong dream and made irreversible mistakes. He had done this to himself and he wanted to tell the crying man above him that he understood why this had to happen. Everything was understood now, and as the last few memories flashed through his mind, he knew the peace he was starting to feel was permanent and he welcomed it.

A/N: Strange name to pick for a story... But no matter the titles I came up with, I kept coming back to it. This one is rated M because at some point it will get a little saucy *suggestive eyebrow wiggle*. Thanks for reading!