My One and Only Love

by Miss Chicky

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.