Forget Me Not

With my last breath, I’ll exhale my love for you. I hope it’s a cold day, so you can see what you meant to me.

Someone stroked my head

And heard a gentle voice

Whispering soothing words to me

At the entrance ceremony

 

My head was down

I could not say anything

Then I felt strangely warm

Something's about to happen

 

I closed my eyes

Shutting out all the noises

I slipped into my own world

All came rushing back to me

 

I cannot forget

The emptiness in my heart

As if my soul is still chained

Clinging to someone close

 

I cannot forget

Someone is calling me

Crying in distress

Who are you?

 

I dream vaguely of you

Hands clenched strongly

In white sheets

Is this turning into a nightmare?

 

The reflection of my own

Stood before me in my mind

I looked at it and noticed

Something odd and strange

 

There was someone beside it

That I could not fathom

A woman holding my own hands

And smiling at me

 

I cannot forget

The beating of my heart

As she slowly approached me

In those petite body of hers

 

I cannot forget

The sound of her voice

Echoing through the walls

I do not know what she meant yet

 

I may have stood alone now

In the vast hall of the university

As I opened my eyes

I realized I was not alone

 

"Now I'm alive"

Someone whispered beside me

Then stroked my head

And hugged me from behind

 

I turned and saw

A very familiar face

The image of that woman

Burned and etched in my mind

 

I cannot forget

what had happened that day

A tragic accident

That involved two persons

 

I cannot forget

The person who saved me

From the car rapidly approaching

And the bloodstained white dress

 

My tears went streaming

Past my face and onto the ground

A handkerchief was offered to me

To which embedded are my initials

 

"I'm alive."

I also whispered

And I saw her smiled

then kissed my forehead

 

I cannot forget

Her last wish at that moment

Where everything turned black

And my whole world came crumbling

 

To enter such a prestigious university

Were the words that she said

That I kept on dreaming about

Now, I'm aware of what she meant

 

My mother in her white dress

Stood beside me

I reached for the flower I have brought

And gave it to her

 

"I did it Ma.

You can now rest in peace."

Author's Note

Things change after you die, though, I guess because dying is the loneliest thing you can do.

Reviews

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Dying is a such a dreadful thing to go through, obviously, for families and for the patient themselves. It is a lonely thing to go through and knowing that you're leaving loved ones behind can be heartbreaking but when you know you are surrounded by loved ones and their love, it helps a tad. Such a heartfelt write, emotional too.