I hold her softly in my arms. We were perfect together, so perfect. I couldn't bare the thought of losing her, not yet.

Her eyes look at me with a fading, glint of hope. Her mouth moves to speak but I hush it, I shake my head, and I give her a soft smile.

"It'll be alright." I can see her chest moving slower and my heart aches. I kiss her forehead softly, a tear trickles down my cheek and lands on hers. "I promise."

I hold her small body close to mine, I can feel her heart beat against mine. It's weaker, it's dying.

I hold my breath as her eyes close, her chest drops, and her breath stops. No!

I hold her body close to mine, her hair still smelling of lavender, her body still warm. Yet her life no longer there.

I swear in my head, I hate Cancer! She was fine last year before you came along!

The heart monitor machine goes flat and tears pool in my eyes, the thought of living without her plagues my mind. But I have to push through it.

I have to live.

I have to live...

... for her.