It was like every single day . In the beginning there was a nod but now not even a glance . Every time he went he felt like he was talking to himself or the wall . But that wasn't the case there . There laid a beautiful young woman on the hospital bed and she would stare out of window , never removing her eyes out of it and never paid attention to anyone else . No matter how hard he tried he was met with silence . Everyday at 10 am he visited her , talk about his day , read a book to her and left at 5 pm . The routine repeated even on weekends.
As the world continued its path and the days became nights and nights became days and the ticking of clock continued , her days in this world started to decrease and he knew that . He knew that he could not turn the sadness in her eyes back to ones which were full of life . So he chose to stay by her side till it's time to say goodbye .
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Shhh..
