My body quivered like a winter's leaf on the edge of a gnarled limb. The dust swelled, much like the warm drips of tears sliding down my cheeks. His figure was burned into my retinas- even when I closed my eyes, I could see him… his round chest, sensitive eyes… I could feel his breath, like the beating of my heart. The warmth of his embrace- once so tight, and assuring- left me, and I quivered upon the rocky floor. The smell of his skin- his cologne… the taste of his lips. Pain welled within my chest, putting pressure within the walls of my body. It's fingers prodding- sweeping over me, to find an escape. I finally let forth a wail- a shriek, a moan…
"Kermit," I shrieked to the emptiness, "I love you," I slumped down, and racked my body with sobs
(tHis mADE ME LAUGH OUT LOUD WHY)