This is a short story I wrote. I cried while writing it. Part. 2 coming soon.
I remember your brown skin, coiled hair, Chocolate eyes. I remember the night we ended, You shouted, I yelled. You slammed the door. I left town. There were many sleepless nights. Now, I lay in my hospital bed. I wish you were here, I wish you could run in and see me before I go. I start crying . I wish you were here. I told you I would never forget you. I promised. And I have kept it. My eyes fall. The last thing I hear is the heart monitor making a flat beep. A white light surrounds me. Warmth surrounds me. Then I realize that even if you came, you would be too late. I start crying again. tears turn into sobs. I wish you could have come. But you didn't. And now I am here.
