worthy of king with lionhearted fame
*sitting in a dream... hearing him sing...*
You are so beautiful to me...can't you see...
You're everything I've ever hoped for
Your everything I've ever needed...
You are so beautiful to me
My mind racing remembering his pain ridden body as he lay in the room..."so strong"... repeating in my ears, seeing him restrained . Tied to the bed to keep him from moving... his will to leave was so great. His eyes pleading, his voice hoarse and strained " Don't let me die in here... take me home.. I don't want to die in here please" My words of comfort replaying" Don't worry all will be fine... the transport will soon be here to take you to a bigger hospital" Brushing the soft blonde hair from his forehead and kissing his blood stained hands. Turning my face so he wouldn't see the tears slowly burning down my cheeks as my silent screams of anguish ripped through my soul.
Shaking the memory from my thoughts as I heard somebody announce the transport is here! "How much longer will he live?" my lips formed the question but my heart was not ready for the response, as the doctor exchanged a glance with the nurse, her eyes sympathetic to my sorrow. My mother gave me the dreaded answer.."Debi, he's already gone..." My mind raced to when at an amusement park a careless attendent forgot to lock our restraining bar. I had held his body close to mine, protecting him from the danger. He looked at me when it was over, knowing that I would always be there to hold him and protect him. But this time I couldn't... my love held as he slipped away.
My souls silent screams ringing in my ears...the bitter tears of denial stung my eyes... my throat with a ball of fire burning inside filling me... as I felt my body drop to the floor as a marionette discarded by the puppeteer.
