The blonde was in a dark room. She took a step forward hesitantly and as her foot hit the ground, a single spotlight turned on, illuminating a white piano. Galinda watched as Elphaba's form slowly faded in as the piano began to play.
And it came to me then that every plan is a tiny prayer to father time
"It doesn't look very favorable for her."
As I stared at my shoes in the ICU that reeked of piss and 409
"Her core body temperature is well over the safe limit."
And I rationed my breaths as I said to myself that I'd already taken too much today
"Well… is there any chance at all?"
As each descending peak on the LCD took you a little farther away from me
"If there is… it's very slim."
Away from me
Galinda didn't remember much after Fiyero found her, still clutching to Elphaba's lifeless body.
Amongst the vending machines and year-old magazines
It was blur of movement and sounds… screaming and tears.
In a place where we only say goodbye
Elphaba torn from her arms and whisked away.
It stung like a violent wind that our memories depend
Galinda trying to follow, but being held back.
On a faulty camera in our minds
And now she was here, sitting in the hospital waiting room, feeling very detached from reality.
But I knew that you were a truth I would rather lose
They all said she wouldn't make it.
Than to have never lain beside at all
Her Elphie, who had held her with such a gentleness that she cried.
And I looked around at all the eyes on the ground
"She's not going to make it Galinda!"
As the TV entertained itself
The words from the desert echoed in her mind.
'Cause there's no comfort in the waiting room
"You have to let her go!"
Just nervous pacers bracing for bad news
The prince himself was running a hand through his hair, trying not to make eye contact with the blonde.
And then the nurse comes round and everyone will lift their heads
A somber shake of the head and Fiyero's hand dropped slowly.
But I'm thinking of what Sarah said
Galinda stood up and approached the window, looking in at the green woman, who was being covered with a white sheet.
That love is watching someone… die
Elphaba was fading away with every step Galinda took towards her. As the blonde reached the piano, the green woman was completely gone, though the tune continued to play.
"Galinda? Galinda?"
The blonde looked up, Fiyero's voice breaking her out of her trance.
"Come on. It's time to go."
Galinda looked back down at the mound of dirt in front of her, and the pink rose in her hand. She dropped the rose on the mound, more tears running down her face.
"Pink goes good with green… I'll always love you, Elphie."
So who's going to watch you die?