We Will Always Be Together

I had a funny feeling and opened my eyes to see Bob sitting up in bed. What's the matter I asked? He said he just didn't feel right. Instant panic grew inside of me as I dialed 911. Bob screamed out my name as he held his arms out. I went into his arms, he hugged me and his whole body went limp.

I couldn't feel a pulse and leaned on his chest to listen to his heartbeat but there was nothing. As the medics arrived I let them in and was told to stay in the living room. I don't know why but I felt that Bob's heart had beat it's final beat. I knew deep down in my heart that no matter how hard I could shake him, or how desperately I cried or yelled or even prayed he would never wake up again. He promised me we would always be together and now he is dead.