I staid the night
Holdin tight
Holding the urge of cries
I felt my stomach going in ties
Seeing you in coma is not easy
As we as it might seem cheesy
I climbed on the bed next to you
Resting my head on your chest
Listening to your heartbeat
I tapped my fingers to the beat
I was holding tight
Until I heard that beep
Making me feeling deep
I cried and cried
But I knew one thing;
That there's nothing more precious than a Heartbeat 💔
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Poetrysome poems are mine and some aren't , I will write the poet if I know him/her