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Never let me go...|Another|
Everything was silent inside the room, I was looking outside the window and _____ was looking at me._____ turned to look at the door, many nurses could see to be passing by, a busy hospital.
"_____ you don't have to stay with the awesome me all day." I smiled at her, "But Gilbert-!" Before she could protest I talked again. "I know, I know, at least go eat something." I gave _____ a small smile, and pointed at the door. She stood up and walked towards it, but looked back at me, I smiled and said. "The awesome me won't go anywhere." ____ just smiled at me and walked out the room. As she walked out, I erased the fake smile I had given her.
'I'll always stay with you! The awesome me promises!'
_____ ____________, a girl I had met when I was 5 years old, she had always been there for me since we met, she wasn't really strong so the awesome me had to protect her. I said I was always going to be with her...But, maybe I won't be able to make that promise be truth.
I had been sick for a long time now, I always stayed in the hospital and she stayed with me.
The wind whispered at my ear, winter was already here and snow fell slowly until it hit the ground. It was really cold; I could see my own breath, and I could still feel _____'s hot one slowly getting colder.
I just wait for the next spring to come a little faster, even if I already know my life is fading away but I will stay strong for you and keep a smile on my face.
I don't want to sing a sad song, I just want to hold you and laugh next to you. I want you to sing me a happy song with the beautiful voice you have. And get back to those times when snow would make us happy and play all day long.
I don't want to fade away from your memories.
The years passed, and what I felt for you got bigger. I finally understood, what this feeling was, and I was unable to say what I thought but, you will always have a special place in my heart. ¿Right?
I can barely see now. I can barely hear now.
I'm afraid, and it hurts a lot. Is mein body strong enough for this? Is mein heart ready for this...? I feel really lonely, It's really lonely; watching all the things fade away, all my friends, mein bruder and ______.
'Your smile is the only thing I see clearly.'
I reached my hand out to touch the window, trying to touch the snow but failed. I heard ______ open the door, I took my hand back. She offered me food but I denied, I wasn't going to waist food on me.
"Gilbert..." She said. "Yes?" I didn't look at her. I was looking how the snow fell. "Tell me, Do you feel pain?" "No." "Do you feel lonely?" "No," I wasn't looking at her, "______," I called her, she looked at me. "Yes, Gilbert?" "Do you feel pain?" I looked at her, her eyes were red and some tears escaped from ______'s eyes. "Yes." She said while wiping some, but they kept falling. "Do you feel lonely?" I asked, reaching to touch her hair. "Y-Yes." She was shaking, I wiped some tears of her face and then looked again at the window.
"______," I called her, she wiped some of the remaining tears, "Yes?"
"Sing me, a happy song." I smiled at you, holding my own tears back. I always used to say that, when I was sick or sad or _______ was, I would say 'Sing me a happy song, _______' or 'I'll sing a happy song for you, so don't be sad.' Her eyes were red.
"Alright," I smiled. "I'll sing for you." She started to sing for me, as I smiled to hide my fear and sadness.
'Is that you, ______? Singing the awesome me a happy song, even when our world is breaking down.
I will always be with you, so you don't have to be sad. I will never leave you alone...
"I always liked your voice, _____." I smiled playfully, "How does mein awesome voice sound?" "It sounds very good Gilbert." She smiled. "Really? I can barely hear it now." I said, trying not so sound sad.
"______," I said, weakly. "Gilbert," I wanted to cry, I felt cold, my voice was almost gone and I could barely keep my eyes opened, "______, thank you." Was what I managed to say, slowly turning my head to look at the door and then at ______. I smiled and took her hand, mein hands were cold, and slowly losing their force.
'I'm not alone, you are still here with me. I don't feel any cold, because you are hugging my body.
And even if I can't hear you, I can understand all. "Gilbert...!" "Hey Gilbert...!" "Hey...G-Gilbert...I love you."
I don't want to sing a sad song, right now I just want to sing a happy song with you.
And at the end I want to tell you...
I love you.'
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Gilbert's P.O.V: This Story~!
Your P.O.V after this: Coming Soon~!
I did this //kind of// bassed on Proof of life - By Kagamine Rin
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Omg this story made me cry (and that's a very hard) keep up the awesome work!
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