Old Wounds

"What did I do? Fuck, what could I have done? It was all there right in front of me, and I couldn't do anything. Now, I mean anything when I say that. I couldn't see, I couldn't run, I couldn't fight, I couldn't breathe. I couldn't function, plain and simple.

I'll be honest with you, though. I think she saved me. Fuckin' honest, bro. She fucking saved me. I didn't even see her do it, but I felt it, y'know? I...I just felt her come in and set everything right. I don't know how, and I don't know why, but...she did that for me. She just fixed everything I fucked up and then she brought me back from the brink.

Now don't laugh at me, here, but her face was the first thing I saw. Not the burning bunker or the falling wreckage of the bombers above us. I just saw her face, outlined in the strangest white brilliance. She looked like something otherworldly, but she wasn't. I reached up and cupped her face in my palm. Her warm flesh somehow penetrated right through my gauntlet and into my hand. She smiled and brushed my hair aside with a delicate flick of her wrist. I just knew it right there, man. In the shit-storm that was the end of the world, I knew it."

"That you made it, that you were free?"

"No, for all I knew, I'd die in the next minute. What I knew was..." His voice faded for a moment and he looked his friend in the eye seriously. "I just held her face, cried and said 'I remember you'."

"That's all? You remembered her?"

"You don't get it, man. I loved this girl six years ago, and then our lives got fucked, torn apart in the worst way possible. Each of us thought the other was dead. And then, then we were back together, and in that one shining moment I knew it. Right then, all I needed was one perfect smile, one kiss on the cheek, and for her to remember me."

"Honey, what are you talking about?"

He wiped away the tears forming in his eyes as she entered the room and put a hand on his shoulder.

"Nothing. Just old wounds that sealed up a while ago."

"Then why talk about them?"

"The scars are still there. They're barely noticeable, but they're still there."

"Now I know you're not telling me something. You're too serious."

"Well I wanted to save you the embarassment, but I told him about when I confessed to you."

Cool story bro but I kinda feel like theres not enough description but thats just me. Its pretty cool the way it is now and you don't have to take my critique to heart. I actually liked it and it leaves that I want MOAR! feeling with me. Also made me feel warm inside =].

Edit
I'll also +Rep you for making a story that makes me feel good inside.

I'm usually intentionally brief with stuff written in this fashion. It lacks named characters, and is more of a conversation than anything else.

I still do need to work on physical char descriptions, though, so thanks.