Quietly, they fade away…
She’s lying quietly on the bed.
Paler than the plain white bed sheet.
The sound of raindrops filled the empty room ensconcing the beeping sound from the mechine.
She was lying quietly in the plain white tub.
Loosing her pulse as the minute ticked by.
A droplet of red on the floor.
Thicker than the bloody in the tub.
She was lying iquietly in his arms.
Vapour in the air is drying out, fast, in the dropping temperature, freezing breath.
So do the promises, vow & love of his.