He called himself a monster.
Her heart tore into pieces when she heard that.

She kissed him, hoping she could destroy his demons just like he did to hers.

She didn't ever confess her feelings, she never said I love you .

She was selfish.
She was wrong to not say those words.

But, she knew those words had lost the very meaning for her.

Their relationship was so much more than just love and she would be damned to give it the term which broke her very existence.

She couldn't have her forever.

She was dying, yet that did not bother her.

Because she realised her heart had learn't to beat again.

And she couldn't be more gratified because her heartbeat was always for him.