You went home and I die

 I held your hand when you were dying, I held you close and tried to hide my crying, because in the end I don't give a fuck about me, but I'll be damned to let you watch me weep. In your final days, I just wanted to give you peace when I could be there, finding new ways to tell you goodbye without you being aware. Told you it'll be alright but every day you forgot why when where. So each second I tried to tell you you were safe, you couldn't talk most of the time but I saw on your face, there was fear and confusion but you trusted when I said, "I promise you you're gonna get out of this bed. You came in because your tummy hurt, they cleaned you out and now you're healing." Never gave up on her, but I had a feeling. "I'm just crying because I miss you, you're my whole world, you know that." Any bit of strength she could she spent nodding and mouthing "I love you" back. When you were in the getting better room and dad was on the phone, you struggled but said "I really really really wanna come home." I put a flower in your hair and replied, "I promise you're gonna go home it'll just take some time." Home she went but not to mine, she went home with her final heartbeat to the sky. And now, every day, I die.