Listening to 'I Can Wait Forever' द्वारा Simple Plan and thought about लेखन a बिना सोचे समझे piece on our प्रिय couple :)
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Dear Kate,
I'm sorry.
I seem to be saying that a lot lately, but it's the only thing I can. It's rare for me to at loss for words, but since I met you, I realized that words aren't everything. Some of our most meaningful conversations were silent. There are some words that I weren't able to say, but I know that I wouldn't need them anyway. At least, not with you...
The paper easily crumpled away between the palms of his hands as he rids of yet another letter. It lands अगला to its fallen comrades; all letters to the woman on the hospital bed.
No.
Make that the woman who's on the hospital bed, who's in a coma.
Wait.
Make that the woman who's on the hospital bed, in a coma, and is the प्यार of Richard Alexander Rodgers' life.
That very man was situated on the floor in the corner of the room, knees pulled up into his chest, with his head in his hands.
It's been a week since she was shot.
Seven days since he held her limp body in his arms.
Seven days since he had been home.
Seven days since he last saw her पन्ना eyes.
Seven days since he found out that her and Josh were no longer together.
Five days since she fell into a coma.
Five days since he cried.
Five days since he left her room.
Five days since he talked.
Five days since he cut his hair in the room's bathroom.
The doctors told him that there was an 85% chance that she will wake up, completely fine.
That assured the rest of them. Ryan had gone घर to Jenny, Esposito had gone घर with a reluctant Lanie, and Martha, Alexis, and Jim had gone घर to give the older man support.
It didn't help गढ़, महल though. That 15%. That 3 in 20 chance that he would never see her beautiful green eyes again. That chance that he would never be able to hear her scold him, या tease him, या reject him ever again.
गढ़, महल scratched his short hair roughly before scrubbing his hands down his face in frustration. He felt the scratch of his facial hair against the palm of his hands and sighed heavily. Lifting his head slightly, he could see the steady rise and fall of her chest.
Slowly rising to his feet, गढ़, महल shook off the slight vertigo feeling and headed to the बिस्तर cautiously. Looking down at her frail body surrounded द्वारा wires, he couldn't help but notice how small and fragile she looked.
His eyes traced her body as he took in the extraordinary woman in front of him.
Honestly, गढ़, महल couldn't believe it. Even in a coma, surrounded द्वारा tubes and wires, and unhealthily pale, Katherine Beckett was absolutely the most stunningly beautiful woman he had ever laid his eyes on.
He shut his eyes and shook his head slightly before carefully climbing into the hospital bed. Laying on his side, being careful not to touch any wires, he held her hand in his left one and stroked her hair in his right. His face rested lightly on the तकिया above her head, allowing him to breathe her in, but not put pressure on her.
"God, Kate." His voice came out as a strangled whisper as he stroked her knuckles with his thumb. "I...I don't know what to do. I-I haven't left, I can't -- Kate, please. Please wake up."
गढ़, महल took in a shaking breath, चुंबन the चोटी, शीर्ष of her head, and laying back. The iPhone in his pocket felt heavy, reminding him of its presence, while giving गढ़, महल an idea.
Taking it out with his left hand, he quickly scrolled through his संगीत library, before finding the song he wanted. He pressed play and put the phone on the बिस्तर as the beginning गिटार started to play.
गढ़, महल sang softly with the vocals, his दिल clenching at the truth of the words.
आप look so beautiful today
When you're sitting there it's hard for me to look away
So i try to find the words that i could say
I know distance doesn't matter but आप feel so far away
And I can't lie
Every time I leave my दिल turns gray
And I wanna come back घर to see your face tonight
Cause I just can't take it
He remembers the time when Beckett catches him admiring her as she did paperwork and called him out on it. She had called him creepy and he just smiled in return.
Another दिन without आप with me
Is like a blade that cuts right through me
But I can wait
I can wait forever
When आप call my दिल stops beating
When you're gone it won't stop bleeding
But I can wait
I can wait forever
गढ़, महल hummed the rest of the song as he let his body relax on the bed. The ending of the same came near and he opened his mouth to whisper the words into her hair.
"I can wait forever," His voice fell to a breath as he succumbed to a dreamless slumber. "Always."
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Dear Kate,
I'm sorry.
I seem to be saying that a lot lately, but it's the only thing I can. It's rare for me to at loss for words, but since I met you, I realized that words aren't everything. Some of our most meaningful conversations were silent. There are some words that I weren't able to say, but I know that I wouldn't need them anyway. At least, not with you...
The paper easily crumpled away between the palms of his hands as he rids of yet another letter. It lands अगला to its fallen comrades; all letters to the woman on the hospital bed.
No.
Make that the woman who's on the hospital bed, who's in a coma.
Wait.
Make that the woman who's on the hospital bed, in a coma, and is the प्यार of Richard Alexander Rodgers' life.
That very man was situated on the floor in the corner of the room, knees pulled up into his chest, with his head in his hands.
It's been a week since she was shot.
Seven days since he held her limp body in his arms.
Seven days since he had been home.
Seven days since he last saw her पन्ना eyes.
Seven days since he found out that her and Josh were no longer together.
Five days since she fell into a coma.
Five days since he cried.
Five days since he left her room.
Five days since he talked.
Five days since he cut his hair in the room's bathroom.
The doctors told him that there was an 85% chance that she will wake up, completely fine.
That assured the rest of them. Ryan had gone घर to Jenny, Esposito had gone घर with a reluctant Lanie, and Martha, Alexis, and Jim had gone घर to give the older man support.
It didn't help गढ़, महल though. That 15%. That 3 in 20 chance that he would never see her beautiful green eyes again. That chance that he would never be able to hear her scold him, या tease him, या reject him ever again.
गढ़, महल scratched his short hair roughly before scrubbing his hands down his face in frustration. He felt the scratch of his facial hair against the palm of his hands and sighed heavily. Lifting his head slightly, he could see the steady rise and fall of her chest.
Slowly rising to his feet, गढ़, महल shook off the slight vertigo feeling and headed to the बिस्तर cautiously. Looking down at her frail body surrounded द्वारा wires, he couldn't help but notice how small and fragile she looked.
His eyes traced her body as he took in the extraordinary woman in front of him.
Honestly, गढ़, महल couldn't believe it. Even in a coma, surrounded द्वारा tubes and wires, and unhealthily pale, Katherine Beckett was absolutely the most stunningly beautiful woman he had ever laid his eyes on.
He shut his eyes and shook his head slightly before carefully climbing into the hospital bed. Laying on his side, being careful not to touch any wires, he held her hand in his left one and stroked her hair in his right. His face rested lightly on the तकिया above her head, allowing him to breathe her in, but not put pressure on her.
"God, Kate." His voice came out as a strangled whisper as he stroked her knuckles with his thumb. "I...I don't know what to do. I-I haven't left, I can't -- Kate, please. Please wake up."
गढ़, महल took in a shaking breath, चुंबन the चोटी, शीर्ष of her head, and laying back. The iPhone in his pocket felt heavy, reminding him of its presence, while giving गढ़, महल an idea.
Taking it out with his left hand, he quickly scrolled through his संगीत library, before finding the song he wanted. He pressed play and put the phone on the बिस्तर as the beginning गिटार started to play.
गढ़, महल sang softly with the vocals, his दिल clenching at the truth of the words.
आप look so beautiful today
When you're sitting there it's hard for me to look away
So i try to find the words that i could say
I know distance doesn't matter but आप feel so far away
And I can't lie
Every time I leave my दिल turns gray
And I wanna come back घर to see your face tonight
Cause I just can't take it
He remembers the time when Beckett catches him admiring her as she did paperwork and called him out on it. She had called him creepy and he just smiled in return.
Another दिन without आप with me
Is like a blade that cuts right through me
But I can wait
I can wait forever
When आप call my दिल stops beating
When you're gone it won't stop bleeding
But I can wait
I can wait forever
गढ़, महल hummed the rest of the song as he let his body relax on the bed. The ending of the same came near and he opened his mouth to whisper the words into her hair.
"I can wait forever," His voice fell to a breath as he succumbed to a dreamless slumber. "Always."
