Michelle reached over for Timothy's hand, it felt icy cold, but she could feel that Timothy's heart was warm. She knew in her heart his time has come, but her head wouldn't accept it.
"I...don't have to suffer anymore. Michelle, I'll miss you so much. Just remember, I'll never forget you. I love you so much." Timothy said between tears. He closed his eyes slowly and seemed to still see the light up ahead.
Michelle realized she was losing him, her loved one. She took a deep breath and said, "Timothy, I don't want to hold you back because of me and let you suffer, I wish you to be at peace, and my heart would be set at ease." As she broke off and started to cried in his arms.
Timothy combed through her wavy green hair with his fingers to comfort her. "Timothy, You'll be in my heart forever."
"I know, thank you. Let's make our last moments special."
"I am going to miss you more than you could ever imagine. It will be so hard to live the rest of my life without you. I know one day, I will see you again."
Timothy finally looked away from the wall and faced Michelle, he gave her an assuring smile to let her know that he understood. Michelle felt a sense of relief. It provided them both closure and comfort.
Before long, Michelle left Timothy to rest. Alone in the hospital room, he realized that his life was slipping away, and closed his eyes to enjoy the last peaceful moments. The morning came, and Timothy woke up to see what heaven was like. Instead, he saw only darkness, and the smell and sound of the hospital room was all around him. However, he felt a sense of warmth near him. He felt Michelle nearby, and reached out. Michelle saw him stir, and took his hand. It felt so warm against her own, with that she warped his hands around hers. They were so close, it was the closest to heave that both of them had been in their life.
* * * * *
On October 22nd, Michelle went to see Timothy early in the morning. It was a Saturday, and the sun was shinning through the window of Timothy's room where Michelle sat. Timothy was trying to imagine what Michelle looked ask she tried to describe to him her position beside the window, expressing, and the scenery around him. Timothy imagined Michelle to be the most beautiful goddess sitting there to take care of him before he leaves this Earth.
Michelle smiled with a tender smile that Timothy cannot see. She walked towards is bed and sat down before him, as she spoke, "How are you feeling?"
"I'm fine, the weather's beautiful today, isn't it Michelle?"
"Yes, very.."
"Are you going to be ok, after all this is over?" Timothy suddenly spoke up.
"What do you mean?" Michelle inquired, wishing for not mentioning death.
"I mean...When I leave.."
There became complete silence, Michelle was so shocked by that statement, she didn't know what to say, before long silence tears appeared. Timothy sensed it and reached over to her face to wipe them away.
"I wish you wouldn't be like this when I'm gone. Don't cry, you'll become ill."
Between sniffles and sobs, Michelle tried to speak with a steady voice, "I know..."
Timothy put his hand upon her left cheek and Michelle placed her own upon his. Without knowing what was happening, she felt her eyes shut and Timothy's tender lips pressed against her own. It was a magical moment and she let it stay that way until both pulled apart slowly. It's true when they say the first kiss is the real meaningful kiss. She remembered her past with him and realized how significant and important those times were, and how he has truly changed her life. That kiss brought them together along with all their history.
"I...don't have to suffer anymore. Michelle, I'll miss you so much. Just remember, I'll never forget you. I love you so much." Timothy said between tears. He closed his eyes slowly and seemed to still see the light up ahead.
Michelle realized she was losing him, her loved one. She took a deep breath and said, "Timothy, I don't want to hold you back because of me and let you suffer, I wish you to be at peace, and my heart would be set at ease." As she broke off and started to cried in his arms.
Timothy combed through her wavy green hair with his fingers to comfort her. "Timothy, You'll be in my heart forever."
"I know, thank you. Let's make our last moments special."
"I am going to miss you more than you could ever imagine. It will be so hard to live the rest of my life without you. I know one day, I will see you again."
Timothy finally looked away from the wall and faced Michelle, he gave her an assuring smile to let her know that he understood. Michelle felt a sense of relief. It provided them both closure and comfort.
Before long, Michelle left Timothy to rest. Alone in the hospital room, he realized that his life was slipping away, and closed his eyes to enjoy the last peaceful moments. The morning came, and Timothy woke up to see what heaven was like. Instead, he saw only darkness, and the smell and sound of the hospital room was all around him. However, he felt a sense of warmth near him. He felt Michelle nearby, and reached out. Michelle saw him stir, and took his hand. It felt so warm against her own, with that she warped his hands around hers. They were so close, it was the closest to heave that both of them had been in their life.
* * * * *
On October 22nd, Michelle went to see Timothy early in the morning. It was a Saturday, and the sun was shinning through the window of Timothy's room where Michelle sat. Timothy was trying to imagine what Michelle looked ask she tried to describe to him her position beside the window, expressing, and the scenery around him. Timothy imagined Michelle to be the most beautiful goddess sitting there to take care of him before he leaves this Earth.
Michelle smiled with a tender smile that Timothy cannot see. She walked towards is bed and sat down before him, as she spoke, "How are you feeling?"
"I'm fine, the weather's beautiful today, isn't it Michelle?"
"Yes, very.."
"Are you going to be ok, after all this is over?" Timothy suddenly spoke up.
"What do you mean?" Michelle inquired, wishing for not mentioning death.
"I mean...When I leave.."
There became complete silence, Michelle was so shocked by that statement, she didn't know what to say, before long silence tears appeared. Timothy sensed it and reached over to her face to wipe them away.
"I wish you wouldn't be like this when I'm gone. Don't cry, you'll become ill."
Between sniffles and sobs, Michelle tried to speak with a steady voice, "I know..."
Timothy put his hand upon her left cheek and Michelle placed her own upon his. Without knowing what was happening, she felt her eyes shut and Timothy's tender lips pressed against her own. It was a magical moment and she let it stay that way until both pulled apart slowly. It's true when they say the first kiss is the real meaningful kiss. She remembered her past with him and realized how significant and important those times were, and how he has truly changed her life. That kiss brought them together along with all their history.