Its the end from where I start

He was a slow poison and I was its only victim. Every second he was gaining lengths in my body, controlling my veins, paralyzing my soul and I.... I stood like a statue hoping and praying that he'd stop...atleast before I die....
Hope is contagious , the clouds above hoped if they make it rain perhaps he would be reminded of all the showers when we played like kids...tripping in mud, splashing water... They hope for him to show some mercy but...........
He did not stop
Those rain drops washed away the finest imprints he had of him on my body and soul... removing him from any suspicion thereafter...Though the world knew he and only he had the power to take away my life which he eventually did. Standing victorious he was celebrating my death, more over my own helplessness to save myself was fueling his ego.
Why? Why couldn't I fight back? Did I lose that desire to live? What happened to those dreams I saw? Was he bigger than life?My own life?
But at that point of time ,my mind was in a simple dilemma that "This very person whom I loved beyond control, could he kill me????"This dilemma would end only and only with my death because no proof was ever big enough to shake the firm belief I had in him and his love.
NO!!!!
 I was not blind, I was devoted , I had submitted every part of my life, I had shackled my own self in his bondage.I despised freedom that meant separation from him..I wanted to stay , my soul was already enslaved..this body was just following
My mind went blur...his  viscious smile was faintly visible from my drooping lashes.My final prayer ,audible to me and only me was playing like an old hymn on my lips again and again
"God give him what he desires..Make my death less painful for him"
I took my final breath.mustered all my strength to open these closing eyes for one last time..That one last glimpse of him that could have brought me back to life..........
But I was all alone. He left.
Even then my heart screamed *he is bringing help* *he wont let you die*
This is what optimism and love can do to you 
I closed my eyes for that one last time wondering if in my next life I'll be able to add his name to mine...All i saw and heard before the stark darkness were faint footsteps of him leaving me dying and visions of his smile...