Perfect Crime

I sat on his bed and stared lovingly to the man who captivates my soul. He does the same, those eyes who stared at me lovingly, longing...those beautiful brown orbs who only looks at me with care.

I sighed as I gently caress his face, i close my eyes as i tried to remember and memorize every details of him.

I slowly open my eyes and look at him dearly.
"Sleep well my love." I said as i held his hand and intertwined ours. "Its cold." I whisper.

I stood up and looked at him for the last time. I started dragging his feet. "You're so heavy." I let a deep sigh. This was really a very tiring day for me.

A smile crept on my lips, as i saw the most remarkable thing about him, his eyes in a jar. "Among the others, yours is my favorite.  How lovely, the same eyes who looks at me lovingly."