Final
After the nurse told Sarah to leave I went in and looked at Bruce, who was on a resperator. He looked so pale. I walked to the bed and stared down at this lovely man. This man that had put up with all my ridiculous behavior. This man who only wanted me to love him. He couldn’t leave me. I didn’t know what was wrong with him, but I knew he couldn’t leave me. God wouldn’t do this to me. He wouldn’t bring this man to me and then take him a way. I felt a tear run down my cheek, then another. I sniffled and said “Look at me. You’re right. I always need a handkerchief.” I picked up his hand and kissed it and held it to my cheek. “I told you I love you, now you can’t leave me.” I couldn’t stop crying. “Please, can you hear me?” I stroked his face and kissed his forehead. Why? My entire life I’ve wanted to be loved by someone. Truly loved and now I had it.
After a few minutes I sat down in the chair by the bed and closed my eyes. As I held Bruce’s hand. “Dear God” I prayed. “Please, heal this man. He is a good man. A kind man. Honest and loving. Please, I need him.” I was startled by a nurse who said my time was up. I lend over and kissed him. I could feel his warm skin and smell his cologne. I didn’t want to leave.