Alone Now

Tears dripped down my cheeks as I watced her.

"Mom-" I choked out, my voice thick with tears.

"Shhh...." She said, her voice faint.

I gulped and looked down at her, her face was now creased with wrinkles, she looked so old, so tired.

"You have to keep going." She said.

"Go where?" I whispered back, my voice cracking with sorrow.

"Don't stop. Stay strong Jean."

"Mom-"

"I love you Jean."

"I love you too Mom." My voice was softer than before, barley above a whisper.

"Goodbye Jean."

"No! Mom! No! Don't go! Don't leave me! I love you! I need you! Mom!"

I grasped desperately for her hand, but it was cold. I looked desperately into her face, soft now, aged, lifeless.

The word twisted my heart. Lifeless. She was gone now.

I would never see her again.

I was alone now.