He lay in his bedroom, alone, dark, silent. <br /> <br />She walked in, closing the door behind her. <br /> <br />Without a word, the boy sat up, let her lay next to him, and then lay with his head on her chest. <br /> <br />Hours went by, still without a word, tears now rolling down his face, hidden by the darkness as he lay listening to her heartbeat fade away ever so slowly. <br /> <br />Her body began to tremble, as she became weaker, but still an imaginary vow of silence was about. <br /> <br />She kissed him on the forehead, for what would be his last words to her; “Wait for me.” <br /> <br />A simple nod was all she could achieve, as inside she began to disappear. <br /> <br />He closed his eyes, with his head resting on hers, as she grasped his hand with what little strength she still had. <br /> <br />When he opened his eyes again, oblivious to how long it had been (it had felt like days) she had gone. <br /> <br />The tears became more frequent, but still soundless. <br /> <br />He knew she was waiting, so he wasn’t afraid.<br /><br />Benjamin Sorvel<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/slipped-away-5/
