"Harry, Wake up." I say pleading as I held his hand in mine
"It's been months now," I hear the voice behind me, "He might not wake up"
"Don't give up on me."
I heard his now familiar voice ringing in my ears
I looked back in her eyes, "could you please leave us alone?" smiling slightly at her.
"Sure." she said walking out of the Room.
I looked back at him smiling thinking he could see me.
"Hi." I say softly sitting on the bed facing him rubbing the back of his cold hand
"you know..." I start.
"You drive me mad sometimes, Although you don't even know me"
"Shut Up!" I hear.
I chuckled," I stopped seeing you."
No Response.
"I miss you already Harry," tears started to form in my eyes." It's been 5 months now, They will cut the machines Sweetie."
I couldn't hold the tears anymore as they fell freely from my eyes rolling down my cheeks, I found myself falling in love with him, although he doesn't even know me.
"Harry...Wake up....Please."
"We agreed you won't cry" I Heard him say.
"I leaned i placing my head on his chest listening to his slow heartbeat, that was barly even there.
"I remember the first time we met, you were so rude to me."
He chuckled.
"and the first time I saw you," I said, "You were so beautiful Harry."
"Am I?"
I slowly looked up at him placing my hand on his cheek as he lay there pale, closing his eyes shut.
"when will you wake up?" my voice cracked at the end.
No response.
I leaned in slowly to his ear placing a soft kiss. Just like he did.
and slowly stood up letting go of his hand walking to the door.
"I'll wait for you Harry, I'll always will." I say holding in the tears as hard as I can opening the door and Walking out.
"Rose." he said, "Rose don't go, Please."
I closed the door placing my hand on my aching heart.
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we hear humans, people don't even believe in ghosts, or Angels, we never get convinced that there are eyes every where watching every step we take.
Souls, that's what they are, lost souls who are either died or dying, Waiting to be saved or found, or to even find someone worth living for or even smiling for, It's hard to be laid one a bed dying and no one knows, But it's even harder to love someone You can't have for reasons that involves Death.
No one Can bare the death of a loved one
Rose caught the eyes of a Ghost.
Who she saw as an Angel.
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(bare with me please. this is my new version of 'Angel' I hope this one is better. Thank you so much.)
