And I held her close as I carried her in my arms, and whispered one last thing before it all ended.
“I love you” I said.
she said “I love you too.”
Even then I didn’t believe it. Even then I heard the dishonestly in her voice. I wanted to say more, tell her I knew she didn’t, but it was a nice thought, that in the moment I needed to believe. So I held her close one last time.
Then I woke up.