dedicated to my source of inspiration – thank you
“What would you do, if you knew, today was your last day to live?” he asked.
“I would live” she said.
She stepped outside, to where the trees were shedding their last leaves
every falling leaf, took away another memory
And as her eyes slowly closed;
right under her favorite birch
she heard her favorite funeral song
and for the last time, she saw the face of the man she had always loved
A single tear found a lonely trail down her cheek
He didn’t know what she knew
her broken heart could never be fixed.
She had never told him “I love you”
Later that night,
he found her lifeless body, leaning against her favorite birch
even his most shattering scream, was not able to bring her back
It was the night his heart broke and would never be fixed.
He had never told her “I love you”
He sank to the ground and held her close
a single tear found a trail down his cheek
resolved, that tomorrow would be his last day to live