Your Still Here – Part 2

You’re here, you’re ok. I can barely get out the words, the words that mean so much. You’re alright, you’re alive, you’re ok. I’m shaking, I can’t breathe, but I am, I’m breathing. I cant feel it, the air, there inst enough. I need air. But I cant leave. Count, counting’s good. One, two three. One, two, three. Breathe, yes, alright, breathe. You have to breathe.
“You alright?” I turn, its Lil, go away Lil. “Ya, me neither.” She sits, I thought I told you to go away. She hugs me. I hate her. I love her. Please don’t leave.

Stay Here With Me

There’s blood everywhere. Everywhere. On the floor, on my clothes, this isn’t happening. It can’t be happening. He wouldn’t do this to me. To himself. He was doing so much better. He was happy, he was laughing, smiling. The ambulance will be here soon. It will be ok, it will be ok. It has to be ok, doesn’t it. It can’t end this way. It can’t end, not here, not now. Please, please. Please be ok. Just stay with me, please. If not for yourself than for me. Stay here, right here. Forget the world, forget everyone and everything, just stay here, with me, forever.