they won't forget you in the end.

The doctors weren't worried about him getting sicker.
She wasn't either.
She knew what happened.
A patient went to sleep.
They didn't wake up.
He knew too.
She felt his hand tremble, saw his eyes widen, and the blood drain.
She hadn't wanted this.
She wanted to comfort him, see him heal.
He was slowly losing the battle of life.
Time was the enemy.
Tears sprung to her eyes, but she held them back.
He needed her.

Blink.
Open.
Close.
Blink.
Open.
Close.
Blink.
Open.
Close.
Blink.
Open.
Close.
Closed.
Closed.
They didn't move.
He didn't move.
His hand didn't grab back.
His breathing slowed.

And then...

his breathing stops.

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