Falling in Slow Motion

My fingers dug into my palms, it all makes sense now. I could feel the pain coursing through my body and spread from the tips of my toes to top of my head. My heart was pumping pain now, I guess blood was inadequate at keeping me alive. So now that the pain had replaced my life source I wither. Each heartbeat was so painful I would have preferred them to stop all together. Breathing was so hard, so laborious that I held my breath to ease the pain.

My cell phone flashes that I have a text and I just stare blankly at it. I want to talk to no one in the world but you, but you're gone now' so instead I throw my cell across the room. As far as I am concern there is nothing for me to say. Not that it matters because I am pretty sure i can't even form words right now. I can feel hot tears run down my face and I don't bother wiping them away, because I know there are millions more to come. I laid back on my bed and stared at my ceiling. It is gonna be a very very long night.