STEVEESAN: THE THIRD DRAFT!

"Please lets just tell them Tatia, i don't care what the consequences are as long as i have you in my life nothing else matters! I'm sick of the lies, the hiding, i can't even whisper to you without your family over hearing!"
"But Alexander, what about Dimitri? He'll tell the secret government everything and then where will we be? Worse then we are now!" crying erratically I tried to calm myself.
"Who gives a fuck about him? I don't give a shit about what he does!"
"And what about Dasha? You think i can stand to break my own sisters' heart, my flesh and blood? For Gods sake i have to sleep in the same bed with her, this is Russia Alexander, not America!", and in a lower tone, almost inaudible, "we're just not meant to be!" I couldn't believe the words coming out of my own mouth but this is what love had subjected us to.
"You don't mean that Tatia, lets just tell them please," pleading, "im begging you!"
I couldn't stand to see him running on empty, piece by piece my soul was slowly being shredded and now hovering with the rest of infinite matter in space. "I will not let Dimitri win, you and i both know he won't let this one go without a fight. And this is one you simply can't win my love."
I could see him crumbling from the inside out, my legs couldn't hold up any longer, "You know what you have to do if we want to be together don't you?"
Lowering his head, he knew, "I know."
"I know what Dimitri wants Alexander, how can you be so blind? Dimitri only itches for what you want most, once that itch is relieved he moves on. So just stay as far away from me as you can and closer to Dasha and you'll see," flinching at my own words, "Dimitri will back off."
Never lifting his head to me, "I'll try Tatia, for you I'll do anything, but mark my words this isn't going to end well."
We were breaking and soon we weren't going to be able to keep this charade up for much longer. I needed to be strong for my soldier more than ever now, for we both knew what lay ahead in the coming days would be an everlasting fire in our hearts. He lifted his eyes to me and i had to put on my indifferent face to reassure him we would be together soon. If it was in this life or the next I didn't know.
Tonight was exquisite, the lilacs were swimming with the silent silohuettes of The Summer Garden, the fragrance of every flower relieved every sense in your body and yet we could feel our misery suffocating the once serene heavens.
"Soldier come lay your head on me," the guard said it was time to eat and the prisoner obeyed.
"Tatia..," his lips devoured mine, i could bearly stay conscious, we remained locked in a moment of heat and pure bliss while his tongue traced the outline of my lips, the feeling was so addictive; he was my very own crem brulee ice-cream. "Tatia you're the sweetest girl you know, I knew the first moment i saw you God was giving me a sign, he was giving me faith, giving me the strength to keep on living because he made you just for me. All my life i had no purpose, no reason to live or die or fight for. Tatia you are my purpose, you are reason. Why are you crying?" Alexander could feel my body quivering under him.
His eyes slowly found mine, we sat just gazing at each other for what seemed like hours knowing we weren't going to be able to do this for a long time, our souls completely luminous.