Goodbye?

Entering the room, he could feel the shining light from the curtain breathing sunshine behind her back.

She is sitting with her back resting on the bed, and there's a weak smile on her face as though she was smiling for him, to give her best, not wanting him to feel so sad.

"Hey," Jon said to her, mustering a strained smile across his lips as he walked closer to her before sitting by her bedside.

Only his eyes revealed the sadness he felt when he looked at the needles in her wrist.

And she also took a look at the thin needles piercing through, "I'm sorry, Jon."

He looked up at her, putting his hand on top of hers with deep care, "You did nothing wrong."

Her eyes melted as she tried to sustain herself and the tears she was trying to hide from letting him see her in that vulnerable way, " If you were with somebody else or if I have told you about it beforehand...You would not need to be suffering this way for me...I'm sorry."

He holds her hand tightly, finding it is warmer than before when he arrived at the hospital last night.

He thought back to the moment upon his grandmother's death, wondering if his grandmother's death was known beforehand would it change anything at all?

He would still love her just the same way and give his heart out the same way.

He would still love and choose to love even if his heart was broken into a thousand fragile pieces of glass.

Extending out his hand and holding to her pale cheeks, he says to her with utmost warmth carried in his expression, "I don't regret anything."

Samantha sitting in the bed, looks down at her hands and sees how pale her skin has become now, "You don't?"

"No," he told her, holding onto her and then putting a kiss on her forehead gently, "No, because my love for you will not be broken:

My love for you

Will not be broken

Not in the steps

We need to take

Together

Nor in the challenges

That tries to stand

In our way

Because our love

Gives me

Strength

To stand by you

Forever

Samantha, I will not abandon you. People say that laugh; the world laughs with you. Cry, you cry alone. But I will be here laughing with you and crying, sharing in all these moments of your life till the end."

Upon hearing the words from his warm tone, Samantha immediately felt the tears that she had kept inside start swelling out, the tears she wanted to hide so profoundly, afraid for him to grieve for her or feel sad for her.

She leaned against his chest and heard the regular beats of his heart, feeling the anxieties and fears in her heart lessening.

But deep inside, she is afraid of death just like anyone else, and when she tells the news to her best friend Jeanette, she can see the pain she feels for her, and she doesn't want the people closest to her to feel that kind of sadness.

Jon would accompany her for the next couple of days as she stayed at the hospital till the visitation hours ended at night.

He would tell her stories that he had heard in his life and try to make her laugh, and seeing her laughter, he would find himself a little happier.

More than anybody else he had known in life, he understands the pain of loneliness and the emptiness that comes with that loneliness.

Sometimes when he ran out of stories to tell her, he would say to her about dreams and plans of when they would be leaving the hospital.

He would lay next to her on the bed as he told her face to face on the pillow about the many plans he had for both of them.

He would be smiling as he watched her eyes silently close just before the sunset down at the window from the hospital, watching her going to sleep while holding onto her affectionately, feeling the warm glow of the sunlight on his body.

Whispering to her while she is asleep how much he loves her and all the words of affection he could never finish saying when she was awake.

Holding onto her hand and planting a gentle kiss on her head as he turns to leave for the night in a hotel room close by to the hospital.

Today was the final day of her stay at the hospital, and strangely enough, she didn't find the usual figure of Jon bringing her breakfast in the morning.

When she finished getting dressed in the proper clothes that Jon had prepared for her yesterday, she heard the voice of Jeanette coming from in front of her, "Look at that. That dress is gorgeous!"

She was dressed in a short mini blue-colored dress.

During the days she was at the hospital, Jeanette was the other person who also took a lot of time off her day to come to visit her and bring her exciting things and stories to share with her.

She sees the bright smile on her face, "Jeanette!"

Coming close to giving Jeanette a warm hug, "How are you doing?"

"I'm good," Jeanette answered, "come, let's head out."

They walked together while chatting about random things as they walked out of the hospital to a nearby park.

There are usually some good parking spots there that people could park there, and it has a good view like a garden with beautiful flowers during this time of the year.

As they were at the entrance to the park, she saw a familiar face, seeing Jon standing there waiting for her amongst the people that were coming and going.

Coming close to her, he took her hands into his gently, and she could feel his eyes looking into hers unblinkingly without saying another word.

Without saying anything else, he wrapped her into his arms.

"I miss you," he whispered into her ears affectionately.

Samantha smiled a little brighter upon hearing that and joking with him, "We only saw each other yesterday night, like 9 hours ago."

"That was yesterday," Jon said while staring deep into her eyes.

The warm weather breathes life into the flowers around them as the butterflies soar in the soft field of the quiet park.

She was beginning to feel those butterflies inside her stomach, catching herself mesmerized by how Jon stared into her soulfully.

"Alright, can you get to the part already," Jeanette broke the two from their romantic and intimate affection, "I thought you had promised me something interesting? I'm bored already."

"Huh?" Samantha looked at her and then at Jon as though they were into something she hadn't known of yet.