My One and Only Love

Watching old movies today. “Leaving Las Vegas”

In the final death scene…it’s too¬†close to real.

My love. You are so sick. My love. You are my love.

Do you want help? Do you want my help?

No, I just want to see you. You are my angel.

I am right here. Right here.

It’s ok. It’s ok.

There, there you go.

See how hard you make me angel?

You know I love you?

I know.

I love you.

I think the thing is we both realized we didn’t have much time.

I accepted him for who he was, I didn’t expect him to change.

And he felt that way about me too.

We liked our drama and he needed me.

I loved him.

I really loved him.