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Beep, beep, beep I could still hear the heart rate machine going on, still, it helped not a tad bit to lower my heartbeat, that was definitely more than the person inside the I.C.U. or an angel I should say, who changed my life, forever, and now just meaning everything to me, making promises, committing to me, is leaving me, alone to fight this world again.   With a creek the entrance door opens, moments later I see a sight, white lab coat, muscular body, a pair of denim jeans and a blue T-shirt, I was only wondering how I could gain the capacity to contain the look. I stand up, I could tell by his face something wasn’t right, I was not expecting it to be, but still there was a ray of hope.   Thoughts of regret filled my mind; I was just cursing myself for not doing the only best I could do. If only, I had been careful from the start, if only I make him understand what it could lead to, if only I had shown enough affection towards him, if only I could prove my love to him, if only… I could tell him he’s everything to me. Without him I’m nothing, but just a mass of flesh and blood. We both have had, something more than just affection towards each other, something more than just passion, something more than just… love. We both would describe the love we had as crazy. We both are crazy for each other, and not some stupid ‘young couple’ love, it’s everything with the seriousness and love. He pulled me out of hell, and brought me to heaven, I can’t describe whatever he did to me, and still does to this day. All I know is I love him too much to let go. I get up, walk to the doctor, his look was not helping at all, I was getting myself ready; building up strength and courage to face the bitter truth, for I knew the news isn’t going to be a good one. He takes off his stethoscope, places it inside his lab coat’s pocket, and advances towards me. I get up biting my thumbnail, and suddenly there’s something missing in the atmosphere around me, or a change. Yes it was it. I couldn’t hear it anymore, just a shrill tone. I burst out crying, for I’m not the kind who can control her emotions.