Your eyes were closed
They told me you were still breathing
That you could hear me talking
But I wanted you to look at me
I wanted you to watch me
Cheering you up -even in blurred vision
At least it would be okay with me
For you to see how sincere it would be
Sometimes it is just a fear
Of not doing things you should have done
You know regret haunts too bad
Sometimes late is better than never
I was there day by day waiting
Hoping you will open your eyes again
That we could do things we haven’t done
That we could walk together again
Doctor’s prognosis was hopeful
My heart was will clinging to
There was hope; never thought of fifty-fifty
Till they claimed your breath had stopped
