Don'T Forget the Roses

The doctor found me and tapped me on the shoulder. She said I’d better hurry, that you were fading fast. I had gone for coffee. You had drifted off to sleep. I guess I really didn’t believe, our forever wouldn’t last. I took a breath outside your door, and then pushed it open. It was stupid. A breath couldn’t stop my hands from shaking. Your dad had said your mom had needed to see him strong. How strong can a rock be, a tear away from breaking? You’re lying there, frail as a doll made out of china. I saw your eyelids flutter as I walked over to the bed. You asked who’s there. I said, it’s just me sweet baby. Then took your hand, wishing I were dying instead. I lied, when you asked if it has suddenly got colder. When you said, everything around you was growing dim. I shook my head, and said it’s just getting a little cloudy. You know how cold and wet this spring weather has been. You said rain is good for your garden, then mouthed come closer. I could barely feel your breath, as it brushed against my ear. You whispered, Honey don’t forget to weed my roses. Remember, their all supposed to be in bloom this year. I go to say, don’t worry. I’ll take good care of your babies. But the words get drowned inside my broken mind. You’re gone, and God how I wish I was going with you. Half a heart, half a love, should never have to stay behind. I never really knew how much I truly loved you. Now I know how cold it can get, when the fire’s finally gone. How hard it is to take a breath, when the air is rare and thin. I thought I knew how much I truly loved you. I was wrong.