Now, again, laying in the bed,
He appeared next to me...I told him I'm not done,
not yet.
The people whom I love come into the small room,
Gathering together one after another.
What I want them to hear, they can't.
I try.
I mutter.
They just can't make the sounds out.
The moments I am awake,
I can sense the fear in their eyes.
I can feel them holding my hand.
I can see the tears they try to hide.
I know that they are trying to stay strong for me, it's unnecessary.
They know better than to keep the act up for too long.
I'm not gone just yet, but know that I'm not afraid.
Not anymore.
I was blessed to have the most amazing family and life I could've asked for.
While you can only see the hole that'll be in your life without me,
I can only see everything they will accomplish and I will be proud of them.
I feel my loved ones kiss my head.
I hear them whisper in my ear while they're holding back tears "I love you".
I hope they know that I'm always there.
I've been strong for too long, even I know that there is a time one has to say "I can't give anymore, I've given it all I've got"
This time when he appeared next to me,
I knew it was best for me to take his hand.
I've had a good life.
I've had a good run.
I've tried every solution, I've done all I can.
I will love you forever and always,
Don't doubt for a second I won't
It's my time to let go.
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Stained Glass
Short Storydifferent colors of glass that captures different moments in time...can cut you deeply but when put together, it makes a beautiful outcome