The moment I heard she was in the hospital, it felt like all the breath in my body left me at once. I was filled with so much panic but still I couldn’t help but think of all the things my pride denied me form telling her.
Now she is just lying there with no sign of life in her except the beeping machine beside her bed letting me know her beautiful heart hasn’t given up yet.
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She wasn’t this quiet you know, she was upbeat and filled with laughter. She had the most beautiful laugh, it was loud and so very infectious. I remember the times I told her to tone it down. I could see the disappointment on her face as if it was in front of me.
She was so pretty too, her eyes were always bright, and I can swear to you right now they sparkle. Her hair was always a mess, she never took care of herself but no one could deny how beautiful she was.
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I told her to take better care of herself, I told her to wear things she never wanted to. I called her fat when she asked me how she looked.
I thought if I wasn’t too nice she wouldn’t leave, no wonder she broke up with me. I was awful to her, I think I was in denial that someone this amazing was with someone as dull as me.
It’s no excuse but God, if you wake her up, I will be so good to her. God, please... let her regain her consciousness..
Suddenly I could feel her hands moving. I grabbed them more tightly, so I could be sure I wasn’t imagining it. Nothing..... And just when I was about to give up, I felt it again.
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I stood up from my seat and started calling her name. I couldn’t believe it, my heart was beating so fast that I could hear it drumming in my ears. God listens after all.
“Open your eyes baby” I pleaded.
And at that moment her eyelids fluttered open. She closed them and opened them back a few times trying to adjust to the light. I didn’t know what to say I just stared. She stared back, inquisitive look in her eyes.
“I’m so glad your back” I choked between tears.
She took a big gulp of air and tried to say something, but these words weren't forthcoming. She was still struggling to speak when I touched those soft lips of hers, and asked her not to speak... oh! how I missed those lips of hers.
I was leaning for a kiss when I heard her “who are you?”