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It was still warm.
The hand she held in hers was still warm. Sohab had rushed to hospital yesterday as soon as she had heard the news. That was yesterday, and today she sat in the same spot, holding his hand. Her eyes burned from lack of sleep and an ache that existed only when one simply ran out of tears to shed. She let her eyes fall again on the heart montior that beeped ominously in a slowed rhythm, and then she gazed at his face. Surely he would awaken any minute. His cheeks were a little pale but he still seemed to have life in him. The same life she had fallen in love with. Her mind drifted to the past....


Probably about a year before, they had met eachother through aquantances and although they didn't think much of it at first, they soon became best friends and later, lovers. The two were the happiest couple, and everywhere they went happiness followed them intently, gracing the two. Not once did they ever fight or argue. The pair shared happy summer days, cozy winter cuddles and passionate unending nights. They grew to adore eachother and every moment of every thought invoved the other. They even had plans to be wed, but that was all changed now...


She snapped back into reality forced from her dream by the beeping of the monitor. She squeezed his hand tighter trying to urge him to wake. Nothing. Her eyes welled up again like they had so many times before. Her heart ached terribly, it sang a song, a sad melody like a lovebird that has lost its mate. It once sang a beautiful duet... but now it was alone. It cried for the other half of the duet to answer, to wake up and wake her up from this hellish nightmare. Why was she tourmented by the facade that his beautiful face casted? Like gazing upon heaven and then blinded, but only after the sight of it had burned deep into one's being. She tried to block out the pessimistic thoughts, and the doctors words. They told her that he would never wake up, and at the slim possiblity that he did, he would never be the same. The accident had left him unmarked, but the water of the river he had plunged in had kept too much precious oxygen from his brain. They told her that he was braindead, and the only thing that even kept his heart beating was the tangled web of wires and tubes that they called lifesupport.


Her eyes were dry again, but the tears lingered on his warm hand. She gazed again upon his angelic face. He was an angel. He was her angel and now heaven needed him back. Standing up on her weakened legs,her heart beat slowly through the dread in her chest and she leaned over him, gently placing her lips upon his, cherishing their soft warmth for the last time. She hated what needed to be done, but he would have wanted it this way. He would have rather been freed by her then left living in this humbled, degrading state. Not even breathing without the help of a machine. Her hand grasped the cord that was attached to the wall. She held it tightly and pulled, easily yanking the plug from the lifegiving power in the circuit. The beeping stopped and was replaced by silence making it almost possible to hear his soul leaving its worldy vessel. She still held his hand in hers, minutes later feeling the loving warmth slowly trickle away. Somewhere during that time, her eyes grew blurred from tears again and she gazed at his face, the mix of colors and lines turning from the lively peach to the painted grey. She could almost see his aura leaving... leaving his body and leaving her alone in this world. Standing once again, she stumbled to her coat and pulled it tightly about her, quietly leaving the room. She wandered from the hospital and stood outside. It was a cold night, with a crisp wind blowing freezing the tears on her face to jewel-faceted crystals. Tilting her head to the sky, she cried. Slowly the sky, as if responding to her plight, mourned too. Leaking out soft delicate flakes of snow. Only a few at first, then soon the world was lost to her in a flurry of white sorrow. She fell to her knees, and felt nothing but the embracing cold of the comforting snow.