She's sick

by BelieveTruths

She's sick and he wants to take care of her.

She's sick

I know it

Sniffling

Coughing

Blowing

Cursing

Yep, she's got a cold

She doesn't know

That I want to take care of her

Bring her chicken soup and boxes of Kleenex

Fluff her pillows until its just right

Doing little things to let her know that I care

And yet I can't even hold her unless she's hurt on the job.

How I wish that things could be different

I wish that I could hold her

Take care off her

Show her that I love her

I hear her coughing now

And blowing her nose with a tissue

I fight the urge to go to her

Instead I sigh.

I fold the file that's on my desk;

Anything to keep me busy

I stop when I her call my name softly

And practically run to her side

I ask, "What?"

"Take me home…. Please."

I nod as I take the files from her hand

And scoot her chair backwards

I push away

All the work related stuff

And hold out my hand for her to take

As she takes her hand in mine

I think

This might be the time

To show her

Just how I feel

And do the things that I want

She's sick

I'm going to take care of her

 A/N:  I actually wrote this when I was feeling a tad under the weather. Even though no character names are said, I still don't own them; Kay?  Don't sue me please?  Sigh… Anyway, enjoy this.

~Me