Ruthless murder of desires and an ordinary girl!

I was lying on the burnished marble floor, vulnerable and wounded. My heart was bleeding. It had bled so much that it turned numb. I tried to crawl to the door but it did no good. My whole body was shivering and sweating. My breath was kaput and my eyes burnt in vehemence. My heart was craving for you, my eyes were yearning for your sight, my being desired your touch even after you had ruthlessly murdered my soul and left me as a mere corpse. You had executed all my desires of a beguiling future with you. I had no life left in me. I stared at the flame of the candle and swayed my finger in it for no reason. My mind was blank and heart gushing emotions.

I closed my eyes, as soon as the lashes met, a movie of the moments spent with you flashed in my mind causing a chaos inside me. I could feel the rush of adrenaline and swell in my veins. I wrapped the black silk cover tighter around my quivering being. Every pore of my body ached like it had been run through a blender. It was way beyond hurt. It was excruciating. It took herculean amount of self-control to refrain myself from suicide. I wanted to see my blood. I wanted to see my broken heart. I wanted to see it stop pounding.

I was still under the enigma of the event when my silk cover caught fire. I didn’t feel the burn, I was completely cataleptic. By the time, I gained consciousness; flames of fire had already engulfed me. They were liberating me from life. They were reducing my pain of being left. Even in the glow of fire I could see one face. Yeah, your charming face flared in the inferno! The next moment, I drew my last breath with your name on my lips...