Pitch black all around
An almost eerie silence fills the room
Not even the steady tick of the clock can be heard
As she lie motionless facing the wall
Enough concentration might bring him back
I can hear his voice, that sweet gentle laugh
Every time darkness comes
She reasoned
There must be a way to bring him back
If only for a moment
To drink in just one last word
Thank him for all he had done
Eyelids drooping
As exhaustion spreads
To every single heavy limb
She is carried back
To a world where
There is no need to bring him back
For he never left her side

Good morning (((princess))) Wishes for a wonderful day ahead of you

Very nice princess