Time Stopped For Her

In that moment, my heart stopped beating.
Frozen, the girl who supposedly held no
pain
was bleeding,
dying in that moment when the clock stopped beating for her.
When his heart stopped beting for her...
The perfect
outline
of his amazing everything no
longer belonged to
the girl.
No.
She was a broken statue
laying in a puddle
of her
own
blood and own
tears.
But even then...
The ragged breath coming from her
weak chest
was tainted with
survival.