Blog Number Forty-Three: Free Type

Flatline

I will love you until the last breath of air escapes from my lungs.
I will love you until the last drop of blood trickles from my veins.
I will love you until the last view of your beauty is taken by the closing of my eyes.
I will love you until the last words dance from my lips; "I love you."
I will love you until the last movement of my body as it seizes and turns to nothing.
I will love you until the very last beat of my heart.
Thump, thump. Thump, thump. Thump, thump. Flatline.