A Lifetime of Love

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I think I'm awake. All I see is a doctor above me and I'm lying on a hospital bed being taken somewhere. I try to sit up but the doctors and nurses immediately tell me to lie back down. I turn around and I see Elena. She is standing in a beautiful white dress crying. I don't remember Elena taking me to the hospital, the last thing I can remember is seeing a car fly towards me. I'm taken to a room and put on a different bed. The nurse attaches something to my arm and begin to wipe my forehead and wipe off some of the blood. Once they finish that the doctor tells me to relax, I do as he says and then I begin to fade, and fall asleep. 

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The next morning I wake up to see Elena sitting in the chair across from my hospital bed. 

"Good morning." 

"Elena..."

"Yes?" 

"How did I get here?"

"I looked out my window last night and saw a car completely flipped over. I told my mom and we ran outside. I saw it was your care and I fell apart. All I saw was broken glass, smoke, and fire, and you lying there, unconscious."

Choking back tears Elena offered me yogurt for breakfast. I tried to eat but even making the slightest movements caused me the utmost pain. Elena helped me eat the yogurt, and then when I finished we lied there in silence. 

Time passed and eventually the doctor came in and told Elena that visiting hours were over and that she needed to leave. She gave me a gentle kiss on the forehead and told me she would be back tomorrow. As I watched her leave the room, I had an epiphany, what if there was no tomorrow. I was in more pain then I have ever been in. My head was pounding and almost every bone in my body felt like it was being broken over, and over, and over again. I overheard the doctors and nurses talking about how the impact my head experienced caused my brain to shake around. They were also saying that I suffered severe blood loss. I was going to die, and there was nothing I could do about it. Elena thought I would be here lying in this bed tomorrow morning just like I was this morning, but I wasn't going to be. I never got to say goodbye. I found a pen and paper and decided to write her a letter. Although it caused me pain, I had to do it. I finished the letter, folded it in half, and sat it on the end of the bed. I started to feel cold and my eyes began to close. I've never felt so much pain. It was as if someone was repeatedly bashing my head with a sledge hammer. I tried to call for help but I was too weak to speak. I felt like I was dying, and I was. My eyes closed but I could still feel things, and then I couldn't.