Don't Go Before I Do

Paul

I woke up to find someone next to me. I couldn't tell who it was at first. I heard a song on the radio it was Don't Die Before I Do by Rammstein.

"Reesh, is that you?"

"No, I am Schneider. I hate to tell you almost a year ago you was blown up. Sort of there was a faulty machine and it said that your brain was dead. It wasn't. A tech saved you last minute.
Richard left and wants nothing to do with any of us. He thinks your dead. He refuses to talk to anyone."

He got the doctor and I was released. I could walk and was ok. I went home and I had my hair changed to the color blue. I looked at the picture of Richard on my phone and saw sadness and I noticed one of my guitars was gone.

I left for America. I didn't like this. I tried to call Richard and got no answer. I got to where he stayed and got the door open. I picked the lock. I walked into the room and noticed Richard on the floor. I ran over to him. I shook him no response. I noticed the pill bottles. I called for help.

I hoped I wasn't to late. I laid my head on his chest and heard a heart beat. A very weak one but still there. Breathing was weak but still there.

"Reesh, please stay. I know you thought I was dead but, I am here."

His eyes opened for a moment and were unfocused. I think he heard me. I hope so. I found my guitar and grabbed it. Help came and I went.

I sat and played and I was allowed to stay as they detox him. They lost him once. I sat in the room and was so mad at him. I was sad. I got a call from Till.

I found a bunch of pictures in my guitar case and the camera I got him. "Till, how are you?"

"Good, but, you sound upset."

"I am."

I told him why. I can't believe he did this. "I wonder Paul without you he is lost."

"I get that."

"I wonder I will meet you there in a day"

"OK"

I knew what he was up to. I had a idea. I asked the doctor if he would be released to us and he was going to after he was off the pills for a week.

He didn't take more then pills. I just made it to him in time. "Reesh, I am not happy with you at the moment. I almost lost you. If you have another lover I am sorry. I will go out of the picture scince I am supposed to be dead."

I took a picture of me in the room. I took one of me and Richard. I kissed him. I felt bad.

Till showed up and I went back to Germany. I took my guitar with me. I knew it would be his choice when he woke up. I left the pictures with Till to give to Richard. I did clean his place and threw away everything that was bad. Lest I could have done.