Today, I Stop Dying for You
Morgan used what little strength he had left to yell, "Believe it or not, you're the only person I have ever loved in this life! After I'm gone, all my assets will be left to you."
My hand rested on the doorknob, and without looking back, I responded, "No thanks. I don't want anything that belongs to you. Keep it, or donate it. I don't care."
I opened the door to a brightly lit corridor. When I walked out of the hospital building, the spring sunlight poured down on me, wrapping me in its gentle warmth. I took a deep breath, catching the faint, crisp scent of blooming flowers and fresh grass in the air.