Do Listen the music while you read, it has a connection with the story.
It was a bright morning and sunlight rushed in the hospital room. And there, sits you holding close and tight to your love who was lying sick in bed. You both knew he/she is going to leave soon. He/she was old, so are you. A familiar tune played in your heads as both of you reminisced the memories you've shared together all these years, a drop of tear streamed down your cheek. A tear of joy mix with the sorrows of parting both of you will have to face sooner or later. The vow " Till death do us part " rhymed by your ears , the vow you two had once made in front of a great audience, the vow you two had kept sacredly for 60 years. That promise was about to end in a few moments, when death finally come to greet your love.
"Love, still remember the times when you would sit beside me, resting your head on my shoulder as I play your favorite tune on the piano?" Your love stated with his/her slow sickly voice and you smiled faintly as the sweet memories flashed before you, your love was playing a slow tune on the grand piano as you rested your head on his/her shoulders, peace overwhelming you. How you wished that moment never passed, how you wished that could happen once more, how you wished that moment would stay forever. You hummed the tune of the music and your love gave a weak smile, staring deeply into each other's smile.
" I love you."
Your love whispered, with the few last bit of energy he/she had left. Never in your whole life have "I love you" been so painful.
" You know, love " you blurted out with a soft voice as your love listen with his/her eyelids that seem to get more and more heavy " The day we first met, it was the most amazing day of my life. The day we got married, will always be my deepest memory. The day our children were born, will always be unforgettable. The time we've spent together, will be cherished forever."
Just then, you realized it had been too silent. You look at your love, who's eyes are closed by now, his/her weak grip on your hands earlier were completely loosen now, the heartbeat that you've been living for had gone quiet.
Death had came and greeted him/her.
"Till death.......do us part" you kissed his/her hand and whispered, your voice cracking slightly because tears had started breaking their way out of your eyes uncontrollably. You finally broke to tears when right at that time, your 3 grown up children who've came to visit their father/mother entered the room to find you crying, that was enough to inform them what had happened.
And that day, is the day you lost your love, forever. He/She may have gone, but the memories he/she left had dwell in you, forever.
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The Stars Are Beautiful, Aren't They (One Shots)
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