She was choking. Drowning in words she couldn’t say, things she couldn’t express. She clawed at her throat, trying to rip the sentiments out of her windpipe.
All she wanted was to breathe. Just one gulp of air so she could keep fighting the obstruction clogging her lungs.
I love you I need you Let’s grow old together Hold my hand Don’t let go Kiss me I will always love you Don’t go.
It all stuck in her throat, stopping just beyond her tongue. All she could do was watch him and struggle in silence, wondering why he couldn’t see her choking.