I swallow hard even though she’s smiling I hate to see her cry she’s cried way too much in the last few days.
“Don’t cry,” I whisper shaking my head slightly.
“Okay,” she wipes her cheeks with the backs of her hand.
“You know what?” she sniffles and sits on the edge of my bed to be closer to me. “I love you too Mikey,” she shakes her head as if she can’t believe we’re telling each other what we mean to one another.
“So much more than I ever thought I was capable of,” she takes my hand in hers. “I don’t want you to talk you need your rest but I want you to know…,” her voice cracks as she tries to complete her thought. “I’m going to take care of you. We’re going to take care of each other,” she swallows back a sob and leans in to press her lips gently against mine sealing the promise she’s making to me. I squeeze her hand hoping she understands the gesture is my vow to her that she knows that I’ll live the rest of my life for her.
She slowly pulls back from the gentle kiss we share moving back to sit in the chair she’s occupied for God knows how long and never let’s go of my hand.
“Get some rest,” she says before I close my eyes, knowing that when I open them, she’ll still be right where she is now.