The End (of Another Love)

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Flash Fiction  |  House: Booksie Classic

In a country where everything is falling apart, a young couple says their goodbyes.

The couple sat together on the top of a tall, gray building. Their clothes were tattered and gray with the exhaustion of a rough life. Things had been going down hill for a long time. It started when the economy collapsed and fell until it hit rock-bottom. The next to go was food. Then shelter. People were being evicted and thrown out to the streets, left to starve because there was nothing else to do. That's what happened to this couple.
They had tried to find a place to stay, but all the homeless shelters were full. Their friends were long gone, having already fled to some remote corner of the city. Eventually, the shelters were closed because they couldn't afford to feed th swarming masses of families.
People started dying. Bodies lying in the street became a common sight to see. All day, you would hear babies and children crying and men fighting over a stale lump of bread. It wasn't long before dogs and cats were being killed for meat. People were getting desperate.
Other countries took note of the weak and impoverished country. They did not see a chance to help, to aid a dying people. What they saw was an opportunity. One for war.


They sat, tired arms wound around each other, the woman's head resting on the man's shoulder. They sat in a static-filled silence, gazing at the rotted city before them. The city was once more-than-beautiful, bustling with the life of youth. Now, it was fading away, a single thread separating it from death. After a long time of sitting, the young woman broke the silence.
“Do you think there's an afterlife?”
The man sat for a moment, shook his head, spoke slowly and said,”I don't know. Why?”
“Well, I know that you and I, we're both atheists, but...” Presently, tears began to well up in her eyes. “What if...what if I never see you after this? I'll miss you so much...”
She clung a bit closer. The man continued to gaze forward to the city.
The woman looked into his face. “Do you think we'll see each other after this?”
The man slumped down and stared off into space. “I don't know.”
Tears were now streaming down her pale cheeks, perhaps the only sparkle in the city.
The man turned to her and took her face in his hands. Somberly, he spoke, “We've had a good life together, right? Before all this, I mean. Right? We should be happy for what we've had...What we have now.” He caressed her cheek with the palm of his rugged hand.
The woman sniffled and nodded, a reminiscent look in her eye that disappeared with the next blink, brushed away. “But, but I want to spend forever with you.”
He could no longer hold back the tears in his own eyes.
“We've talked about this before, years ago, remember? We promised we'd make the time we had the best as we both lived, right? We did, didn't we?”
The woman nodded, “Yes...” The man smiled and kissed her on the forehead, brushing aside her hair, then on the lips.
Again, the man and woman held each other on top of that tall, gray building.
There was a faint humming sound. The man and woman held each other tighter. They were coming.
The faint humming became a loud drone. They looked into each other's eyes, and each died a bit in that moment, knowing it was the last.
The planes were now in sight.
Whispering, “I love you.”
The bombs were falling.
Whispering back, “I love you too.”
Skyscrapers toppled, and in their place fiery clouds rose. Faint screaming. Distant panic.
The held each other close as they fell with the building, as the building crumbled with the nation, as one love was extinguished.

Submitted: February 04, 2009

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Kaden Frontae

...I have to say, this kinda tugged at me heart strings a bit from being so sad. its great and excellently written...just very sad.
This really shows how bad things can and may get if this recession and world conflicts continues; Our once shining utopia of a country (or quite possibly, world) we once knew will slowly shart to crumble and shatter before us, and all well be able to do is reminice on our former glory and wish we did things different...i really hope things get better.
i really like how in your stories you use regular, dont-seem-important-but-they-are people for characters. I feel like i can really connect with them that way.
once again, equisite job! your wirtings are sometimes bleak and sad, but once again, who ever said thats a bad thing?

Wed, February 11th, 2009 10:14pm


Thank you. I did get the idea for this story from a wallpaper that I have though. I hope things get better soon too. I'm a senior in high school and I'm going to be on my own pretty soon. It's kinda scary. Thanks again.

Wed, February 11th, 2009 4:15pm


Hhhmmm, very interesting. It shows what could happen when the world finally reach's it's end and the people go insane because of their fear of death. I liked this, enjoyable. You could probably make this longer and into an even more detailed story. Well done mate, cheers.

Sun, March 8th, 2009 3:41pm


Thank you. I'm thinking about making all the stories I have on Booksie a lot longer. But it won't be for a while, as I'm busy being a senior and all. Thanks again!

Sun, March 8th, 2009 7:47pm

Midnight Rose


Wed, March 18th, 2009 2:33am


Thank you. ^_^

Wed, March 18th, 2009 4:05pm


this really shows how it really is like for some people. maybe not just in war, but real life. i'm not going to babble on about them being atheists, because that added a nice touch about their conversation about them ever seeing each other again after they're gone. i think everyone has to wonder if they will ever be with the one they love after they die and it can change your faith or harshen it. this was very sad. short and to the point, but thats what counted. i really like it. great job!

Tue, April 14th, 2009 12:04am


I actually got the idea for the story from a similar conversation I had with my own significant other. We too are both atheists and unsure of whether we're going to see each other after death. I sure hope so. But all anyone can do is enjoy life now and wait patiently.

Thank you.

Mon, April 13th, 2009 5:48pm

Classy Peach

Very nice.
You are a wonderful addition to booksie and welcome aboard.

I think it would be even more dramatic without the first paragraphs (up until the asterisks). Your writing is impecible in grammar and spelling, right on.

You could almost do this as a flash piece.
Very nice.

Fri, April 24th, 2009 6:40pm


Ha ha ha, it's "impeccable" actually. My boyfriend just pointed that out, along with all my errors. He's my editor, a true Grammar Nazi in the making.

And thank you.

Fri, April 24th, 2009 11:55am

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