I am comfortably lying in the hospital bed, when suddenly someone
opens the door. He was there, standing straight beside my bed. He’s
staring at me, but no words came out from his lips. I was trying to
reach for his hand, but I was just too weak to do that, and then our
eyes met. I was shock to find out that tears are falling from his eyes.
I get it, he now know that I’m suffering from leukemia. I want to say
sorry for not telling him the truth. But I hold back, I’m afraid that
he won’t forgive me.
Finally he spoke up. He asked me if I want to go out and take some fresh air. I’m so glad, that I said yes without hesitation.
We went to the hospital’s garden. We were there alone. I was lying
in his arms, while he's telling me the things he did for the past 2
months we were apart.
For the first time I got the courage to ask him if he’ll be ok, when I’m gone.
He paused for a while and then he answered “I’ll try to be”. I felt
relive, I look at the sun set, it was so beautiful, probably the best
sunset, I’ve ever saw. And slowly I close my eyes. He wasn’t looking at
me, but he knew of what had happen. I don’t want to leave him, but I
have to.
Suddenly, I heard the sound of the alarm clock. It was morning
already and it was all just a dream, and then a thought came to my
mind. If I would die, that’s the way I want my life to end. Dying in
your love one’s arm.