I watch you lay down gracefully like on a floating cloud.

Squeezing a fist like a symbol of the strength you used in your life.

I glance at your face, I have no idea what’s happening.

Before I know it you’re on a death bed rolling away from me, from my life, from our life together.

You disappear into a closed-in scary moving room.

I hop on praying you’ll be all right not taking one glance at your face.. terrified.

I see the wavy lines on the fate holding monitor.

I know you are still with me.

We are rushed into the huge room that awaits your destiny, my destiny.

You leave me, alive, for the last time...yet I did not know.

I walk around terrified not understanding any of this.

You are not opening your beautiful eyes to adrenaline or electric shocks.

I don’t wonder what those are because I don’t want to know.

I want to savor us even though I know very soon my world will turn around.

I wonder, what will I tell everybody?

I think of how many hearts this will break.

I walk into the room where you are laying silently.

I sit next to you, my heart numb.

I tell you I’m so sorry this happened and that I love you.

I feel your hands and say "You’re hands are so cold".

I’m very shy like a little puppy at this moment in time.

I rub your big soft hands trying to warm them up.

I take off the shoes that held so much meaning to you and feel your feet, they are cold too.

I feel your shoulders and chest, they are still warm.

I keep trying with all my might to warm up your hands and feet, but I do not succeed, you are gone for good.

I look into your eyes.

It looks like they are almost open, you look like you’re almost smiling at me.

It looks like you’re just sleeping peacefully.

But I know better, it was your death I have just experienced.

I guess it’s true what they say, once one heart breaks the whole world breaks...