A Thousand Paper Cranes

Paper Cut

It was one evening summer when you decided to close your eyes.
And never open them again until now.

Wiping your soft skin feels surreal every time as if at any moment now you'd wake up and slap my hands for being so touchy then you'd giggle.
Your eyes would glitter and slant in a crescent moon shape and your lips plump into a fine line would pucker up and give a kiss on my forehead whenever you find everything I do adorable.

You would always make me feel new things every time.
I held your hand close to my heart hoping you'd feel how every beat longs to see your bright eyes once again and wake up from your slumber.

It's already a year now, but I hadn't given up, the promise of till' death do us part glimmered at our entwined fingers, the symbol of our golden bands.

"I will never break my promise, Love" - Off

As I whispered into the air.

Life became monotonous for me its work - home - work. I never go out with friends anymore, never had vacations, never anything. Because I only have you.
Although on my weekends I often see my psychiatrist for examination on mental well-being and it turns out everything is still fine.
Or so it seems what they don't know underneath those goofy smiles and happy well-contented facade, I was a candle slowly melting away.

When New's doctor advised me to pull the plug on him. I panicked, I didn't go to work that week thinking that everybody would pull the plug on my beloved husband while I was away.
It didn't get better when they said that
he'd no longer wake up, the chances were far too little to hope. I cried all night beside him the beeping noise of his monitor slowly blared into my ears.
I couldn't possibly give up on him. now that he needs me more than anything.
Friends and family started to visit me at home, they began to worry when I didn't show up for work the following week.
But all I said was I wish to spend more time with New before I pulled the plug on him.

I then eventually took a leave for work.

While I was rummaging through New's closet I found this book in the far corner of the bottom shelves, I shook my head in amusement. Must be one of New's books that he hadn't got the chance to read. Then maybe I'll read this to him.
Slumping down on the floor in front of the closet not far from New's bed where I can hear the beeping sound of the machine.

I scanned the book the title was Sadako and a Thousand Paper Cranes.
The more I read through it the more engrossed I become I was never a fan of books New was since he is a Psychiatrist his past time would be reading books and spending time with me. I smiled if I had known there were interesting books I could read I'd have spent time with him more.
But fate was cruel and as New's body gave up on sickness falling to an eternal slumber.
I used to think that he was sleeping beauty and I'd joke about being the prince, that someday he'd wake up because the prince needs him so bad.

Next thing I knew I was scouring through boxes at my home office for scissors and paper, but I only had scissors with me so I decided to quickly go out and buy something at the stationary store nearby.
Notifying New's nurse look over him while I was away, I quickly went my way.

When I got back I excitedly showed New what I bought.
A pair of scissors and some red and white coloured paper.

"New baby what do you think about red, this colour suits you the most. And white is your favourite colour" - Off

I was happy as if he was there intently listening to me when all I can hear were the beeping sounds of his life support.

I spread out the paper on his bed just beside his feet.
Cutting squares folding paper.

"You know I read from a book about folding a thousand paper cranes grants you one wish, did you know that? Maybe just maybe it would grant my wish too" - Off