I sat there, waiting for the doctor to come in.
He says, "Go on in, but not for too long."
I get up from my cushined chair and walk to your room.
I see you laying there helplessly.
Only machines and wires keeping life inside of you.

Your pale face and blood shot eyes, sent shivers down my spine.
Because you used to be so handsome.
But the life has been sucked out of you now.

So there we sit.
Hand in Hand.
My eyes begin to flood,
because i know that goodbye is coming soon.
I've watched you suffer for years...
but never so weak like today.

As seconds past,
I relized I'm not spending this time right.
This is the last time, I will see your face.
I see a smile emerge on your porselin skin.
I can't help but start crying.

Your stare was deep and cold.
As if you were looking into my soul.
There was only moments left,
and you we were sitting in scilence.

So I started sharing memories with you.
Telling you stories, of the dreams we had planned.
You sat there quietly, listening.
Then I stopped myself from rambeling on.

Silence again...
Then you whispered,
"I love you, "
You hadn't sad anything in monthes.
But then the scilence was broken by a loud beeping noise.

It got faster, and faster.
I started balling.
Then I layed my head on your chest.
Tears rocketed out of my eyes.
Sobs came, uncontrolobly.

Slowley, your eyes closed.
And then your heart stoppped.

Now, I'm at your grave.
Hoping that you got there safely.
Did you see your mother?
Is it all okay?
Well, you were always my angel.
And I hope you help me out.

I'm sorry that I didn't makea big inpact on your life.
I'm sorry that you had to go this way.
But most of all, I'm sorry that I didn't say "I love you," back.
Kill me now, before I do it myself...