Paper skin

I am more fragile, then you believed. You realize that now, as you greive. My death came as a great shock. I was never as strong as you thought. I took it all, to be with you. I took it all, so you would not have to. My strength was only for you. My skin wore think. From all the beatings, I took for you... ...but then came the rain. My paper skin could not handle it. I broke. I ripped. I choked. I slipped. I died. You cryed. You thought back to when I said good bye... It was only a week ago today, I stroked your cheek, then kissed your lips. And wispered "I love you" for the last time. The last time you'd ever see me alive. Spring came, with the rains. My paper skin could not handle it. I broke. I ripped. I choked. I slipped. I died. You cryed. You never did say good bye. The sun was setting, as I was dieing. You found out this and started crying. As the worlds colors faded from gold to gray, I began to slip, and fall away. The last thing I ever did say was "Love all, and if you don't...never stop trying. If you give up on this, then your the one dieing." With my last words hanging in the air, I moved on to my new adventure. Paper skin can look like stone, but it can be broken much more easily if thrown on paper wings.