Untouchable

I Should Have Known

I should have known

I hate hospitals; nothing good ever happens in them. There is always a sad atmosphere clouding the buildings. Sure, it might be the place where my sister had her kids, but anything that involves me never turns out good.

I take a deep breath before entering. Everyone has come here: her family, my family, her band, my band, even Abigail, who flew all the way from Kansas, is here. But only I, can enter.

I open the door, and walk through, never taking my eyes off of Taylor. She looks so weak. It should be a happy occasion. Our baby was born a miracle, and Taylor was found; but it isn't as joyous as it should be. Taylor doesn't remember me. I will do anything to unveil myself to her.

Didn't hear your warning

I sit in the chair beside her bed. I feel her eyes roam over my body.

"You really don't remember who I am?" I ask her. My voice is rough - just like everything else, it is shattered. How can the person you would die for not remember you?

Taylor slowly shakes her head. The feeling hits me again, like a giant church bell being hit by a mallet. My heart is taking the blow, while the vibrations cause everything throughout my body to break.

Damn my heart gone deaf

I am desperate. I am so close to her, yet so far away. I want her more than anything, but I have no idea how to get her back. Her body is here, but her mind is far, far, away. I only know of one way to make her fall in love with me all over again.

"Well, maybe this will help," I suggest, inching closer and closer to her, before crashing my lips into hers.

Lay your hands in mine

Just like all the other times, sparks fly. Her lips taste so familiar. I had missed this. I had missed running my fingers through her hair, caressing her cheek, kissing her lips.

She breaks the kiss to utter a word that sends shivers racing down my spine. She looks into my eyes. Those baby blue eyes finally showing life. "Josh," she breathes.

She weakly places her hand on my cheek, and I place mine on top, never wanting her to let go. She places her soft lips on mine again.

"I love you Josh," she whispers.

My heart pounds against my chest. She remembers me. Everything we went through. She remembers who I am. She still loves me. Relief bursts through my veins, almost knocking me over.

Heal me one last time

"I love you too Taylor," I softly cry before kissing her again.

Hope surges through me again. There is a future for us. We can be a family. Our daughter will grow up to be an amazing person. I can see it.

But something's not right.

Taylor's lips have stopped moving. I break the kiss to look at her. Her eyes don't open. My breath catches.

"Taylor," I whimper.

I still clasp her right hand tightly. I sit on the edge of the bed and place my other hand on her cheek, looking for any signs of life. There are none.

"No, no, no, Taylor, don't leave me. Don't leave me. You can't."

My body starts shaking. She can't be leaving me. She needs to stay. I couldn't stand her leaving me again - this time with an absolute sureness of her never coming back.