I heaved out a deep sigh before turning off the television. Watching that romantic scene from the movie pisses me off since I’ve watched it countless times already. I got up from the bed and stood beside the window where I can have a full view of the night sky. The moon illuminates the dark surrounding, enabling me to witness a beautiful scene; I watched how the leaves are falling peacefully on the ground as they dance with the wind’s rhythm.
A strong feeling crept inside me when I realized that I was all alone again here in a whitepainted room. All I can hear is the beeping from the machines attached on my body. Loneliness is not enough to describe how I feel right now. It is a feeling that I never liked ever since I existed. I shifted my gaze towards the door when it swung open. A tall person rushed in, catching his breath, while sweat is dripping from his forehead.
“Liam!” my feet automatically moved on its own towards him.
“I miss you…” I whispered as I wrapped my arms around him and buried my face on his broad chest.
“I’m sorry. I barely made it in time.” He said apologetically as his sparkling green orbs stared right into mine.
“But I’m glad you made it here.” He gently caressed my hair as he escorted me back into the hospital bed.
“How have you been, Trisha?” a sad smile escaped from my lips. I wanted to say that I’ve been longing to see him, that I’ve wanted him to be by my side, that it’s sad and depressing without his presence…but all I said is the opposite of how I really feel.
“I’m fine.” Lie. Will he believe it? “Are you ready with your operation tomorrow?”
“Of course, I am. Watch how I’m going to survive it.” I said with a bright smile on my face. But there’s an unsettling feeling inside me. There are doubts and worries planted in my head, many questions are running on my mind. Will I really be able to survive?
“That’s the spirit.” I snapped out of my trance when I heard him spoke. I held his hand.
“And when the operation becomes successful, let’s get married.” He added that put me in tears.
"Yes. And then we’ll build a home, with our little children laughing and crying with us.”
“And we’ll watch them grow as they choose their own paths.” We both giggled as we talked about our future that I hope it would come true. I couldn’t help but to utter a prayer.
“God, please let me spend my life with this man beside me. I want to survive.”
