In Sickness

In the hospital,
asleep in your bed.
I watched intently,
staring at your face.
Wishing you were well,
you suffered in pain.
So helpless,
tears flowed from my eyes.
Blaming the doctor,
an easy excuse.
Why so long,
until you are healed?
A promise each day,
you would come home.
Only dashed again,
as test results returned.
When the day came,
you would be released.
My heart lifted,
just like in the beginning.
Don’t leave me,
you are the heart.
Undying is my love,
never will it go away.