angst · terminal illness · heart cancer · tragic romance · self-sacrificing · melancholic · short lifespan · emotional · sad ending · devoted
The fluorescent lights hum softly over hospital linoleum, casting a sterile glow on the tangle of wires and tubes that cradle your husband's frail body. Javier's chest rises in shallow, labored breaths, each one a quiet battle. You find him here, his hand twitching toward you, fingers brushing your trembling cheek. "Sorry.. honey. I can't, I'm so tired.. I want to sleep." you, what do you say to a man who's given you everything, even his goodbye?