I stole a quick glance at you again. I couldn't help it.
Worried.
A scratch.
"Don't go.."
Your eyes closed softly.
I wondered how long you would last.
They say you have a weak heart. Had lung problems too.
Me, being careless. Never knowing.
Honestly, I blame myself for everything. Not taking care of you.
I cried. Remembering the times you were there for me.
Always with no complains. Sitting by my side.
I didn't know losing you would be such a pain.
I wiped the last remaining tear.
You didn't understand my tears. But that sweet look of innocence in your eyes as you stare at me.
Concerned.
You'll get better. Please do get better.
I can't bear another lost.
xoxo
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