Goodbye Love

I listen to the song of your heartbeat.
I hear the sweet, cunning words out of your mouth
replaying in my mind over and over.
I look around your room and take a seat.
Precious is your body, mind, and soul.
I wish you could respond to me too.
For the last part that dies
are your ears.
The last thing a person ever does is listen,
in the last remaining seconds of life you hear
and not hearing your voice is all I fear.
You're beautiful head to toe,
but all I know is you're leaving me alone,
in this big, big world
and I already miss you.
I promise before you are dead
my voice telling you, "I love you," with a tear,
will be the last thing those precious ears will hear.

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Lauren Meredith is a university student earning her MA in English and creative writing while working full-time with Hospice and part-time with individuals that have developmental disabilities. Lauren also volunteers as a submissions reader for Creative Non-Fiction, a national magazine, and for the International Bipolar Foundation as a blogger. She manages her own FaceBook page supporting those that have bipolar disorder or those that know someone that has the disorder. When she is not busy with her work, she is spending time with her new husband, Jeff, and puppy Bullet.