Staring into their eyes,
Longing for the other
Sharing their aches, but never saying why.
He whispers, "You are the only one."
And he means true,
She replies, "I love you."
And she is truthful.
When the dawn comes, she is on a bed,
Breathing labored, and in pain.
He holds her hand, in such agony
At not being able to help more.
The fevor spreads,
And life is anew,
While she faded.
He holds the new life, and cries terrible tears.
"You are the only one left..."
He whispers to the child.
But he sees something,
The love that she showed him,
And that child, is the only one important to him
Sep 30, 2015
Sep 30, 2015 at 11:41 PM UTC
Staring into their eyes,
Longing for the other
Sharing their aches, but never saying why.
He whispers, "You are the only one."
And he means true,
She replies, "I love you."
And she is truthful.
When the dawn comes, she is on a bed,
Breathing labored, and in pain.
He holds her hand, in such agony
At not being able to help more.
The fevor spreads,
And life is anew,
While she faded.
He holds the new life, and cries terrible tears.
"You are the only one left..."
He whispers to the child.
But he sees something,
The love that she showed him,
And that child, is the only one important to him
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