A chance meeting with Glen

i'm yours

We sat for hours in this little room,Mark and I both tried to find out what was happening,something anything,any little piece of information that could give me some peace of mind but nothing,They kept telling us that someone would be in as soon as they had an update.

Why was it taking so long,something isn't right,I feel it,I can sense it.I am shaking like a leaf,Mark leaves the room again but returns with some tea."I don't want anything bud!"

"I put heaps of sugar in it it G,you're in a bit a shock, drink it ,it'll settle ya a bit"

I drink my tea,thinking about the night we met.It was fate.I wasn't even going to go because mark had backed out but every day since I have thanked my lucky stars that I did!The second I laid eyes on her I felt this rush of energy,like I'd never felt before.We connected straight away.I think that night I knew she was the one for me.I've never met anyone who gets me like she does,who can make me laugh like she does.I've had a great time in the band,there have been lots of girls and it was fun for a while,but since the day I met Aimee-I don't want that anymore.I want one girl in my life,my angel,my Aimee.She is my life now,she completes me.I think of our first night on the beach when I knew for sure I was in love with her,it was the most perfect night,the moonlight glistening on her soft blonde hair, the sparkle in her beautiful blue eyes as she laughed.Thinking of her laugh,i couldn't help but smile......

I snapped back to reality when the Doctor finally arrived back in,taking a seat beside me.A serious look on his face.

"Mr Power"....he began...".Aimee has come through surgery and as we expected it was in fact an ectopic pregnancy.It had ruptured the fallopian tube and caused extensive bleeding.We had to remove the tube and also one ovary.She lost a significant amount of blood and things were touch and go for a while but we have managed to get her stabilised for now."

"Thank you doctor,Is she going to be okay now?"

"The next 12/24 are critical, she may bleed again,but we are keeping  a very close eye on her,you can see her now if you wish?"

I am taken to her room,she's so pale and hooked up to machines.I pull up a chair next to her bed and take her soft hand in mine.I don't get any response...."Aim's I'm here my darling...I am here and I am not going anywhere..I need you Aim's,please baby don't leave me?"

I don't know what to do,what to say....so I sing to her

You touch these tired eyes of mine

And map my face out line by line

And somehow growing old feels fine

I listen close for I'm not smart

You wrap your thoughts in works of art

And they're hanging on the walls of my heart

I may not have the softest touch

I may not say the words as such

And though I may not look like much

I'm yours

And though my edges may be rough

I never feel I'm quite enough

It may not seem like very much

But I'm yours

You healed these scars over time

Embraced my soul

You loved my mind

You're the only angel in my life

The day news came my best friend died

My knees went weak and you saw me cry

Say I'm still the soldier in your eyes

I may not have the softest touch

I may not say the words as such

And though I may not look like much

I'm yours

And though my edges may be rough

I never feel I'm quite enough

It may not seem like very much

But I'm yours

I may not have the softest touch

I may not say the words as such

I know I don't fit in that much

But I'm yours

I am yours Aimee!

I stayed by her side all night,talking to her,telling her everything and any thing just to get some kind of response but nothing.....I got nothing.I think of our little baby.....my heart breaks....aches.We didn't know about our little baby,but it is something we both wanted, we would of loved and cherished him or her.Aimee would make a wonderful mother,she is so caring and loving.How am I even going to explain this or the rest of what the doctor said..........I look at my sleeping angel and feel completely heartbroken.