Retrospection

The Fault Was Mine

I woke up in the hospital and the first thing I saw was you in the bed next to me. I got up to see how badly you got hurt and it was serious. You had a broken arm and a couple wounds on your face. I couldn't see any other part of you but I'm sure everything was bruised up. I was so angry at myself but all I did was cry. I cried and apologized to your unconscious body. Then the doctor came in and told me the situation. He said you were in acoma and there was no possible way to know when you'll wake up. I was completely devastated. There you were, practically dead, and I was standing perfectly fine with a few scratches and bruises. It was my fault. I was the one who fell asleep, I was the one who nearly killed us, why couldn't I be the one in a coma?