Lysha was having a good day, so she managed to pick up a pen and write in her diary. And something for another…
Brian was constantly growing more concerned about Lysha. He had asked his mom to check in on her and call if anything was wrong. But his mom always said, "If God wants something to happen, it's not up to us to change it." He had always believed it. Until now.
"Kev, can I go back to Kentucky?"
Kevin's milk squirted through his nose in surprise. He coughed, trying to get the milk out of his nostrils. "What? Why?"
"I want to go see Lysha."
"Fine. But you're taking this up with Denise, not me."
When Brian got to the hospital, it had an eerie silence in it. One he had never experienced before. He bolted to the ICU. But she was gone. Not in her bed. Not in one of the beds around her old one. But gone. Completely and totally gone. Forgotten, almost.
A nurse walked by, and Brian grabbed her arm. "Do you know where Lysha Raymond is?" he pleaded.
"I'm sorry sir, she's gone. Died last night."
Brian stood in terror as she walked away. He sulked down to the lobby of the hospital, where someone recognized him. It was Hilda.
"Brian!" she exclaimed in her German accent. "How are you?"
"Could be better." he smiled.
She nodded, knowingly. "It was that doctor girl, wasn't it? That red-head? You miss her?"
"Yeah." he muttered.
"Well, we all do. She added so much life to the work-force. She's already missed terribly. OH! But where are my manners? I promised her that I would give you something for her. Here." Hilda held out a small, blue notebook. Brian turned it in his hands and smiled.
"UNAWARE"
"We were young and we didn't know what to say, We took the love we had and threw it all away, Or can it be, When you said you loved me, It was the truth, I swear this to you
And when I saw the love in your eyes, It took me by surprise I always dreamt of finding you and That you would love me too I'd rather love you and lose it all, Than never have you to recall, And after all the trials we went thru, I still love you, unaware.
I thought we had it all, I'd never felt this was before, Without a word I watched you as you walked out the door, At that moment I knew, that our love wasn't true, How could you let me believe, that we were meant to be?
The first time I saw love in your eyes, It took me by surprise, I always dreamt of finding you and That you would love me too, I'm glad I loved you and lost it all, Than never had you to recall, And after all the trials we went thru, I still love you, unaware.
Or can it be, when you said you loved me, It was the truth, I swear this to you...
The first time I saw love in your eyes, It took me by surprise, I always dreamt of finding you and That you would love me too, I'm glad I loved you and lost it all, Than never had you to recall, And after all the trials we went thru, I still love you, unaware."
Brian, I know you're reading this. I'm watching you read this. I'll see every tear, every smile, every laugh. I'm not going to miss a minute of it. I did was I was supposed to do. And now I'm watching. I love you so much. No matter what.