the hospital was dark. not how i expected. i held her hand, telling her she would get better.
"i don't think so. not this time." and she let out a slow sigh, not of defeat, but of understanding.
"i'll miss you so much."
"you'll be okay. you are strong, and you will laugh and love and show compassion. you will go on and have a full life."
"what if i can't?"
"i don't know." she paused, looked up at me with tired and glassy hazel eyes. "what if you can?"
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1 comment:
love the last line. pretty solid gut shot.
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