Time

When all you can do is wait for an unknown time

I don’t know how much time I have with you. One minute maybe two. I don’t want to face it but I know you’ll soon be gone, and the worst part is that I don’t know when. Soon you’re going to be motionless. I’m trying to say everything I can to comfort you. I’m saying a thousand you’ll be okays, and it’ll be alrights. You and I both know that no matter how many of those I say, that it won’t. It’s been about thirty seconds, and you’re still here, but the time is slipping away just like you. I want to tell you everything that’s on my mind, but it’s so much that I just don’t know what to say. I know you’re about to go, and I know I have to say something. One minute now, and you’re feeling less and less warm. Please, please don’t go cold on me. I feel my heart start to swell, and my throat is starting to hurt. I want to cry, but I need to stay strong for you. My whole body is cold, except for the warm liquid that is oozing through my fingers. Your eyes are starting to close and a tear is sliding down your cheek. I know you’re in pain and that you’re afraid, but I don’t know exactly how much. I know I’m in pain and that I’m afraid. I swear it feels like my heart to ripping, it feels like my heart is chipping. Yes I’m afraid. Not the kind of afraid that you get when you’re watching a horror movie, but the kind that, well that you get when the most important thing you have is about to be gone forever. The kind that you get when something heartbreaking is about to happen and you can’t do anything to stop it. Your breathing is getting softer. I never knew how much I valued hearing you breathe until now. Now all I want is to hear it. I want to hear the inhales and the exhales loud and clear. Please just keep breathing. Now finally the total of three minutes has passed, and your blood has gone cold. Your eyes are closed, and you’re not crying. I can promise you, that at that very moment I felt something inside me. It was this, this indescribable painful feeling. Like my heart had turned rotten and half my soul had gone away. My chest ached and my body shook. I couldn’t do it any longer. I couldn’t stay strong. I started to cry and cry. My cold and painful tears just kept sliding. Before this I wasn’t aware of how three minutes could change someone. How three minutes could be so important, but now I do. Finally I know what I should have said to you. Out of everything I could have said. There was only one thing that would have actually satisfied me, and it was a simple phrase. Most people don’t know how much the phrase can affect someone. They don’t know how much it could mean. They don’t know how much it could do. That one simple phrase I love you.

Author's Note

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[zainul]

Great efforts.
Keep on writing.