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以下是那图里的文【我把这文分成了4个部分】
【1】We just stood and stared at each other in silence.
Never before had he gotten so close to me,so close I could feel the heat coming off of his body.The way he looked down at me--the way his eyes shined,and the way his hair was always in his face--it always makes me smile.His beauty is a gift.
His story is a tragedy.
The next thing I knew I was on the ground spitting blood and screaming his name,listening for any sign that he was close by.Then I heard his voice;calm and unwavering,like the surface of an undisturbed lake."It's okay,my dear,"He whispered."It's all going to be okay."
But I wasn't okay;there was a pool of blood on the floor beneath me,and the tears were coming back and burning the backs of my eyes.I stopped spitting.The tears slid down my cheeks and into the blood,mixing instantly.He was still right there next to me,holding me,telling me it was alright...Then I fell back in his arms.
I woke in the abandoned shaft he called 'home'.He was standing over me,looking down at me nervously.He smiled when I opened my eyes.And I could tell from the stains on his face and the color of his cheeks that he'd been crying.And he'd been crying a lot.I was able to crack a smile at him too,but it hurt so much just to try.Everything was numb.I tried to move,and the greatest of pains shot up through my arm.He put his hands on me and he whispered,"Don't try to stand.It will only make it worse."I ignored and tried as hard as I possibly could,but it just turned me into goo.My bones would not let me stand,would not let me move.I tried to reach up to kiss him,and doing that hurt,too.He bent over me and kissed me for the longest of time.Just being there,with his lips pressed against mine,the bloody gauze on my head,the pitchforks in my legs,the fact that I may never feel a bone in my body again.
Trying to say 'I love you' was hard.
Then I went cold.