... I'm tired

Standing there (1)

A figure appears in my blurry vision.
It's my friend!
They are standing there.
alone.

Tears fall and drop and roll and nothing helps me to manage them.
Noone helps.

My friend is close, but out of reach.
No matter how far I run, I can't get closer.

I want to carry their burdens.
I want to be the one by their side, but they don't know I'm here.

Their back faces me.
Their hair flutters in the loud wind.
Their dress flows along.

I can't see their face, but deep down I know.
I know that I'm not the only one with tear-soaked cheeks.
I'm not the only one to feel the hurt.
Not the only one to wish things could go back to the way they were.

But they can't.

We grew.

They're so pretty.

Standing there... on that hill.

I'm walking closer, but It barely changes anything.
The tears continue forming in my eyes and leaving them shortly after.

I just want them to stay.

My throat hurts.
The cold air rushes through my lungs, freezing everything on its path.

I feel my legs become weak.
I've been walking for so long, my body wants to lay don and never stand up.

My arms start to tremble.
Nervousness is rushing through my veins.

I don't think I can do this much longer.

I'm only meters behind my friend.
I've reached the bottom of the hill.

With my final energy I stretch my arm towards my friend.

..."please."

Their head turns, widened eyes staring at my own.

the noise of the wind starts to muffle.

My throat stops hurting.

My legs are numb.

My arms are still.

Everything turnes blurry and darker.

Everything is black.

...

I open my eyes.

I'm blinded by lights, but after blinking a few times I can see again.

I'm in a hospital bed.

My legs are in casts, I have bandages everywhere.

I look to my left and see my friend sleeping with their arms and head on the bed.
They have a worried face even though they completely dozed off.

I lay a hand on their head, petting them carefully.

Their hair is still as soft as back then.

They begin moving.

They rise their head and look at me.

Their eyes are widened once again.

Tears start forming in their eyes, but I don't understand why.

We can be happy now, can we not?

We're together again.

Like we were back at home!

I lift my hand to their face, placing it on their cheek slowly.

They lean into my hand, making my stomach feel odd.

They place their hands on mine.

"I'm not going anywhere" I think.

I open my mouth to reassure them, but I can't.

I reach my other hand to my face.

My mouth is covered in bandages.

I look at my friend with a confused look on my face.

The tears in their eyes start getting bigger and falling onto my hand.

"You..." she starts with a hoarse voice "can't talk anymore." She finishes her sentence.

What?

I can't talk?

"And..." she continues "you can't walk either..."

I look at my legs for a bit before looking back at my friend.

"I don't know what you did or why you did it, but the doctor said that you've been through a lot... You need someone to take care of you."
They start stuttering. they look nervous.
"I- I don't know if you can forgive me for leaving you at home" They keep crying more and more by the second.
Their face is full of regret. "b-but if you could Ignore that-"

I cut them off by hugging them tightly.

It hurts my chest and arms, but that doesn't matter.

I love my friend.

I don't care what happened in the past.

We can't change what happend and I honesty don't care about anything else anymore.

I'm hugging them. It feels like it was years since i saw them standing there on their own.

I won't leave them.

They'll never be alone again.

I love them.

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681 words.

I'll go to sleep now.

bye.

-Viv