The white of the room was overpowering,

A machine flashed next to the bed,

A once proud man,

Strong, powerful, gentle,

Even now,

Bruised and broken,

Laying there feebly,

Her eyes found him,

He was unmistakable,

The air was still,

He was silent,

“My love”,

Her voice fractured,

The vacuum of silence broken,

“We only just met…”,

She locked her fingers around his,

“This isn’t fair.”