I got an alert from your cell,
you're sick and in the hospital.
I quickly get out of my house,
I go to see you.
You're laying down in a hospital bed,
asleep and not saying anything.
I sit down,
holding your non-asleep hand.
Talking like you're a ghost.
Say something.
Say something.
Say something.
Please,
say something, my love.
Doctor, doctor, doctor,
Will she be okay?
Will she be awake any-time-soon?
Yes.
Yes.
Yes
Your heart stops,
not breathing at all.
My darling,
I have to say,
She's dead.
Doctor,
she is alive.
She is not dead.
She has to be.
Son,
I have to say,
she is dead.
Nothing I can do about that.
I whisper in your ear,
saying goodbye and I love you.
