Elapse
we love.
lim·bo [lim-boh]
noun, plural lim·bos.
1. ( often initial capital letter ) Roman Catholic Theology . a region on the border of hell or heaven, serving as the abode after death of unbaptized infants (limbo of infants) and of the righteous who died before the coming of Christ (limbo of the fathers or limbo of the patriarchs).
2. a place or state of oblivion to which persons or things are regarded as being relegated when cast aside, forgotten, past, or out of date
3. an intermediate, transitional, or midway state or place.
4. a place or state of imprisonment or confinement.
I hear John crying, something I've never seen or heard before. I hear him shouting for a nurse, a doctor, anybody. I hear him crying for me to come back. But I can't see a thing. Is this really real? Is this something my mind has conjured in hopes of salvaging any live part of me?
"Save her!" John is shouting. My heart monitor is beeping wildly and out of control. "Come on, Cass, stay with me, stay with me!" My heart monitor stops beeping wildly and retains a normal, steady pace. I hear John breathe a sigh of relief. I feel myself breathe a sigh of relief, too. And then the monitor just makes a long, moaning, beeping noise. And I hear John stumble and collapse to the floor.
Before I lose myself in limbo, the last thing I hear is a quote, and one last thought hits me after that. A quote from John and my song. I hear John singing it.
"Forever is not just some measure of time, don't matter how long you live. It's a promise where one, even after we're gone, till nothing on earth will exist. Just as my eyes saw, I saw you. Just as my legs walked, I followed you. Forever in love, forever in love with you."
Time still elapses. The waves will always crash upon the shore. The sun will still rise. The sun will still set. The earth will keep spinning on its axis. John will move on. We will still love each other, though. After all, as John said, "If love is forever, then I'm forever in love with you." The last thought I have before I sink into limbo is if love is forever, then John, I'm forever in love with you, too.
Love,
Cass.
noun, plural lim·bos.
1. ( often initial capital letter ) Roman Catholic Theology . a region on the border of hell or heaven, serving as the abode after death of unbaptized infants (limbo of infants) and of the righteous who died before the coming of Christ (limbo of the fathers or limbo of the patriarchs).
2. a place or state of oblivion to which persons or things are regarded as being relegated when cast aside, forgotten, past, or out of date
3. an intermediate, transitional, or midway state or place.
4. a place or state of imprisonment or confinement.
I hear John crying, something I've never seen or heard before. I hear him shouting for a nurse, a doctor, anybody. I hear him crying for me to come back. But I can't see a thing. Is this really real? Is this something my mind has conjured in hopes of salvaging any live part of me?
"Save her!" John is shouting. My heart monitor is beeping wildly and out of control. "Come on, Cass, stay with me, stay with me!" My heart monitor stops beeping wildly and retains a normal, steady pace. I hear John breathe a sigh of relief. I feel myself breathe a sigh of relief, too. And then the monitor just makes a long, moaning, beeping noise. And I hear John stumble and collapse to the floor.
Before I lose myself in limbo, the last thing I hear is a quote, and one last thought hits me after that. A quote from John and my song. I hear John singing it.
"Forever is not just some measure of time, don't matter how long you live. It's a promise where one, even after we're gone, till nothing on earth will exist. Just as my eyes saw, I saw you. Just as my legs walked, I followed you. Forever in love, forever in love with you."
Time still elapses. The waves will always crash upon the shore. The sun will still rise. The sun will still set. The earth will keep spinning on its axis. John will move on. We will still love each other, though. After all, as John said, "If love is forever, then I'm forever in love with you." The last thought I have before I sink into limbo is if love is forever, then John, I'm forever in love with you, too.
Love,
Cass.