"Crying is a way your eyes speak when your mouth can't explain how broken your heart is." Unknown
A/N: Apologies for spelling and grammer mistakes. Have fun reading and I hope you like it!
Have you ever felt like you were standing on a rug, but that rug was pulled away from under you?
I do, standing in this very doorway. Watching my daughter getting weaker. This afternoon I got a call, it wasn't good news.
Miranda was sat up against pillows, looking out the window with a longing face.
I walk into the room slowly, my black heels clicking on the white tile.
At the sound, Miranda turns her head and catches sight of me.
"Mom." She says, sounding like she did when she was only 4 and had a nightmare. She reaches her hands out to me and I can see that she is truly scared.
I sit next to her on the bed and hold her as she clutches me around the waist.
"Mom." She says after a few minute making me look down at her face.
"I'm afraid to die. I don't want to follow dad just yet. I just got you back. I don't want to leave you." She sniffles, trying not to cry.
"Oh darling." I whisper, rubbing her back while rocking her a little.
"Never be afraid of death. For I will always be with you, just as you will always be with me." I tell her, starting to hum a song I sang to her when she was a child and would climb into my bed during the night.
-SONG ABOVE-
Hush now, my Storeen
Close your eyes and sleep
Waltzing the waves
Diving the deep
Stars are shining bright
The wind is on the rise
Whispering words of long lost lullabies
[Chorus]
Oh, won't you come with me?
Where the moon is made of gold
And in the morning sun
We'll be sailing
Oh, won't you come with me?
Where the ocean meets the sky
And as the clouds roll by
We'll sing the song of the sea
[Verse 2]
I had a dream last night
And heard the sweetest sound
I saw a great white light and dancers in the round
Castles in the sand
Cradles in the trees
Don't cry, I'll see you by and by[Chorus]
Oh, won't you come with me?
Where the moon is made of gold
And in the morning sun
We'll be sailing
Oh, won't you come with me?
Where the ocean meets the sky
And as the clouds roll by
We'll sing the song of the sea
Rolling, rolling
Rolling, rolling
[Chorus]
Oh, won't you come with me?
Where the moon is made of gold
And in the morning sun
We'll be sailing free
Oh, won't you come with me?
Where the ocean meets the sky
And as the clouds roll by
We'll sing the song of the seaA few seconds after the song ended, her breathing started to slow down, becoming more and more shallower.
Finally, she took one more breath before the heart monitor flatlined.
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