Those words he spoke
Were his last
Not for now
Forever
It is my unfortunate privilege
To be the first to hear
Given to me before time
The time being
Once he is dead
His hands have failed
So he shares me his tongue
Whilst it hangs on
We should never have met
But now I am his accessory
So he gives me honesty
Breaks me his fears
Confesses his feelings
Not for me
I am just a stranger
A stranger he needs
So to give his family
His last chance of love
Sep 13, 2016
Sep 13, 2016 at 1:54 PM UTC
Those words he spoke
Were his last
Not for now
Forever
It is my unfortunate privilege
To be the first to hear
Given to me before time
The time being
Once he is dead
His hands have failed
So he shares me his tongue
Whilst it hangs on
We should never have met
But now I am his accessory
So he gives me honesty
Breaks me his fears
Confesses his feelings
Not for me
I am just a stranger
A stranger he needs
So to give his family
His last chance of love
26th November 2015
For a man long time suffering with MND who I cared for until his last day
