She wanted to thrive in him and colour his life. He wanted to see the world through her eyes. Both head over heals in love, drove around on the machine in gay abandon, until one day, the machine hit a boulder. Nothing could be done as they writhed in gore. In the large hospital she heavily  breathed to see him alive, he lived to see all dark around. Her breath now slow, she looked at him, one last time and left..leaving him a parting gift. Now he saw the world through her eyes...she lived on in him, colouring his life.

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