Tears filled his eyes, tears he couldn’t and didn’t want to fight back, as she was trying to talk. About what? He didn’t know. He couldn’t hear anything. He was focused on remembering details about her, her weak smile, her eyes, her voice… things he might not see or hear again. Not like this. Or how perfect she was to him, how much she meant to him… things he never said to her but wanted. Things he didn’t even know he wanted to say until now when it was too late, when it wouldn’t matter. A tear rolled down his cheek when she meet his eyes, his hand immediately finding hers. With so many things going through his mind the only thing he could say… whisper was “Don’t.” *Don give up, don’t talk like that you’ll be fine, don’t leave me. “Jess… no. I love you,” another whisper, an attempt to talk when he couldn’t. When he couldn’t move. A part of his own world forever stopping at that moment.
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