Intoxicating

I never really thought much about death. It’s not something I think about frequently. Laying here on the floor staring into those crimson red eyes I knew this would be my last breath. I knew I would never see him again. I would never here his wonderful laugh. I would never see his bright smile. Soon darkness surrounded me I started to slip away slowly into oblivion the last thing I saw before it all went black was his smiling face looking at me. Then everything went black.