He sat there crying,
Holding my hand.
I lay in my bed,
Not feeling a thing.
"I don't want
You to leave,"
Mumbled he.
"I'll be alone."
"You say that as though
I want to go,"
Reproached I.
"I know you will."
The machine beeped,
The liquid dripped.
The heart raced,
The eyes leaked.
"I'm sorry"
Floated through
The room,
Neither knew who.
My heart clenched,
I dropped his hand.
"Nurse!" screamed he.
"No" mumbled I.
"If I am to go,
Let me go in peace,"
I managed to get out
Through labored breath.
"I love you."
My heart seized,
My muscles spazed.
Then I felt free.
Free from what?
From the pain and
From the life
I'd foolishly tried to live.
"I love you, too"
Takashima said,
Falling to his knees,
"My daughter."