I watched. As the color faded from your eyes. As the blood left your cheeks. I watched.
I watched. Like a man selling flowers at a corner Waiting for the streetlight to turn red, I watched.
I cried. As I sat there waiting for paramedics. As I felt the warmth leave your body. I cried.
I cried. Like parents in a hospital waiting room As the doctor delivers bad news. I cried.
I waited. As the sounds of sirens cut through the air. As they covered your face in that white blanket. I waited.
I waited. Like an ice cream vendor Who waits for the last school bell to ring. I waited.
And I hate that all I did was watch, cry, and wait. As I watch you dance and run around in my head. As I cry myself to sleep on this now empty bed. As I wait to feel your warmth, but feel the cold instead.
I wrote this on 11/5/11. I was just watching a show about recent natural disasters like Hurricane Katrina, Earthquake in Japan, and the tsunami in Indonesia. I just thought of all the people who had lost their loved ones and trying to imagine how they feel.