flatline

This dim blue light

reflects my tears so well

I don't know if you can hear me

but this tension is murder.

Two weeks and twenty-seven hours ago

I was watching you smile

As you held me and said,

This was the one thing I could always rely on.

You would always be here for me.

I can still feel your lips on mine

and your head laid across my lap,

as if this was all just a nightmare

-wipe away a tear, remember to breathe-

I'm matching my breath with your heartbeat

slow and steady

just waiting for the right second to come

the opportunity to slip through my grasp.

The clock moves so slowly

I cant help but to count the seconds

one one thousand, two one-thousand, three

and still your not back to laugh at my pettyness.

Two more weeks pass by,

and I cant help but to notice your deterioration.

I'm fading too love, wait for me.

I dont think I could make it without you.

It was at that moment,

I felt a pause in time,

with a steady sigh you opened your eyes

and opened your mouth to speak.

But all that came out was a quiet moan

and a quick glance toward the dresser

where a piece of paper lay..

written unmistakably in your hand-writing;

  My dearest,

  Though we have only known love

  for three short years,

  just know that every moment,

  every moment meant the world.

  Every smile, Every laugh, it has kept me alive.

  and now I can not believe this is the end.

  But don't dwell on me, my love

  For we will be together again.

  Move on and live your life.

  Till death do us part, only means in physical form,

  my dear,

  I promise we will meet again.

My breath catches in my throat

as silent tears roll down my cheeks,

I take my place beside you

and whisper against your lips "I love you too"

A quiet sigh escapes from you

and you entwine your fingers with mine

your lips slowly part and your hand holds tight

until I finally hear it... The flatline.