Let me remind you, she said
that time doesn't exist
so I am not late...
her voice sounded like chocking
as if her throat was flooding or getting narrow
'I thought you were joking'
it hurt like an arrow.
His eyes were barely open,
but still he looked calm,
more than dreading he was hoping
more like the Shepperd that the lamb.
She ran up next to his bed,
'you never answer any of my questions'
she couldn't accept fate in her head...
now that you mention
that life is about lessons and pain
she remembered how she didn't want to cry again.
What is the point of knowing
that we can dismantle the universe as we know it,
when we are loosing
the one we are loving.
The beep of the machine,
determined for how long he could stay, his time...
all she could do was hold his hand.
He wanted to tell her to be strong,
that sometimes it was fine to be wrong
to be tender and carry on,
to breath slow and play their song.
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