🚶‍♂️Walked Away

I walked into the room with red flowers. laying there in white robes, is her and a cold bed. I watched the i.v go into the blue veins that are craving thirst...silence can sometimes be louder than words. I sit in the rusty old chair that so many sad souls have sat in. Anticipating the same fear and pain that I'm going through. The never ending coma that haunts the room. The

paperwork is laying in my lap. The ink is as black as my heart. The sweat from my forehead dripped on the words that lay below. The paperwork says pull the plug. Two check mark boxes are placed and are there haunting my decision. I open the cockpit where my beloved one is laying. I cuddled with her one last time.

I closed it as the window fogged up from the steam of our breaths. I softly pulled her hair back, put my hand on her ice cold face, kissed her and layed there with her hair falling down my face. The medicine was coming. An ending to this story. I knew what she wanted. She wanted to be set free.. and so did I. A warm whisper filled her ear. Happy Anniversary my love. The dark soothing gas rolled in the box where we now lay. The last words I said before I left this cold earth were. No one knows this but you..you saved me