It was October 31 2027. It was me and my wife’s special day. Normally you would expect a morning with your wife in your arms and both of you would wake up and say “Good Morning” to each other. Well instead, what I got was “I’m sorry honey it’s urgent I’ll be back later”. I’d be mad or sad or something. Instead, I said “Go ahead I have to finish something anyways”. As she went out and closed the door. I dressed up and also left the house. I walked to a nearby flower shop and asked for a bouquet made out of Roses, Lilies, Orchids and lastly Hyacinths. The shop keeper hastily gave me the bouquet and said “I’m sorry for your loss”. I let out a slight smile and said “It’s her favorite kinds of flowers”. I carried the bouquet home and placed it down on the table next to the couch. I proceeded to my office and typed a couple of letters and sent them to their respective owners… but I printed the last special one. I let out a sigh of pain and discomfort. I took a candle and lit it up on the table then proceeded to place the letter next to the bouquet. The pain on my lungs was unbearable. She never did notice. I laid myself down on the couch.
“This is much comfier than I remember”
I smiled as tears started to fall down my eyes. With my final breath I said “I love you and I’m sorry…”.
I finally went home after helping some in need of a heart transplant. I let out a huge sigh and said “How come I can save lives but still can’t… spend time with him… You know what time for me to take my leave” I went to the office and asked for a vacation and they gave me one. I hastily gone home and saw him lying on the couch. I tried waking up and whispered “Wakey wakey… I have a surprise for you”. Tears went down my face as I checked his pulse. “HEY I’M NOT LIKING THIS PRANK… SO PLEASE WAKE UP ALREADY”…. I cried and cried and cried… I saw the letter… along with the bouquet… “heh *sniff* you dork” I said as I read the letter.