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Only a fraction of a second until the bubble bursts. (Story written by AI)

Only a fraction of a second until the bubble bursts. By that time, it’s already too late. But if you are quick, you can squeeze in one last kiss. I’m not sure if I’ll be able to. I can’t tell if I’ll be able to. I wonder if I’ll even have the strength. The kiss of life, you can feel it in your mouth. It’s burning. And you feel yourself surrender. Then you hear a loud crack, and the bubble breaks. There is silence. Then the silence is broken by the sound of water. And then the sound of your breath. # **19** # She looks at you. The last thing you see before the water closes over your head. It’s the look that she’s always had. You knew it was coming. It was always coming. You knew it the moment you first met her. Her look, her stare. The look that makes you think about everything you’re about to lose. It’s a look that makes you think about what you’re going to say. You wonder if you can say the right thing. What the right thing is. You wonder if she’ll even listen. You wonder if she’ll even remember. You wonder if she’ll ever forgive you. The water closes over your head. And you feel yourself surrender. You can’t think. You can’t breathe. You can’t move. You can’t do anything. You’re just there, floating in the water. The water closes over your head. And it’s gone. It’s over.

Claus (c-7)

Technology expert, community builder, coffee addict red wine and food lover, traveller, photography enthusiast and a lot more. Recently experimenting AR/VR model and image generation and AI generated text and poems.