month 12 (part two) -
This is it.
The last month.
Although there were ups and downs,
the last month was the best.
I clutch your hand as you're slowly rolled away to the hospital,
again in the sickening white building.
We look at each other's eyes,
both of them twinkling as a glossy surface
covers them.
Then you whisper thank you for being there
I wanted to scream back everything that I felt for you,
but my throat was clawed and scratched with suffocating nails
I could only mouth i love you.
You close your eyes and a single tear rolls down to the white sheet,
while my face is red from sobbing.
I sat waiting for hours, until my parents took me home.
I knew I could do nothing but pray to the heavens that everything goes well.
My mind is blank as I see the red cross symbol on the hospital shrink.
I drift away thinking,
what good is a hospital when all i see is bloody red symbol on it
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This is a longer one than the others.
But wait! There's more after this.
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