They're Here

Those days... Those dreaded days are here... They started off simply,     normal... Not unlike any other,     yet ended with such pain... October 27, 2000 Normal... Friends... Kids... Hot air balloons... 10:45 PM You died in my arms... They brought you back     somehow... Yet, there was little or no hope... I was warned,     I would have some tough decisions           to make... I did not want to make them,     I wanted you back...           So I waited... Hoped...     Yet, hope would not sustain... Four days… Friends… Tears… Some hope… Then…. That last time I saw you…     I said:  “I love you, please help me,           I don’t know what to do,               help me decide,                     for without your help,                         I don’t know                               what you want me to do…” You gave me your decision… Of what was best… No guilt… No giving of myself,     till nothing was left for anyone else… You loved me more than your life itself,     as I did you… You know I would have done the same     for you… When it was said that morning… That awful morning… “She’s giving you her decision.” I knew… Somehow… You had heard me… I didn’t want to see, What I saw… Or say,     what I said… I should have let you go But one last test… Just to make sure… It did not take long,     there was no response… None what so ever… And at 6:25 AM November 1, 2000, You died… Always know, No matter where I go… No matter who I am with… You will always be with me… Till I join you,     on the other side… © Jonathan Wikkins October 27th, 2001 Revised February 10, 2008 All Rights Reserved Written October 27th, 2001 revised February 10, 2008 © on Oct 27 2001 12:55 AM PST, David Michael Shurtleff   angst