-I've never saw the light. 'Till I said something. My heart and my soul, tried to protect me but it was only my fight.
-What are you talking?
-My death.
-But you aren't dead yet.
-I was.
-Are you kidding? How can you talk about your death, when you aren't even dead.
-I woke up with big pain.
-That's not death.
-My soul was gone for a moment. My heart stopped beating. I was cold.
-What you're saying is stupid.
-It's no stupid. I wasn't me. I was dead for a long time. Life came so late but every second I enjoy now.
-You were the whole time alive.
-You saw it like that. But if you would be me, you would feel the emptiness.
-You only hadn't a good start.
-Good start? When? I was born dead. No love, no sadness, no happiness, nothing.
-You had good and bad times. And the last years it was bad. But it can happen to everyone, also to me.
-No, don't think about it. I don't want you this way as I was. Stop.
-What is wrong with it? I won't every leave.
-You would leave, if you know that sickness. That emptiness. No mood to go to your love ones. You really saved me.
-I really don't know what you mean.
-Just forget it.
-I know you love me and I love you too. But that with the death...it's so weird.
-Just stop it. I'm weird, okay.
-You aren't weird, but that thought. I was never supposed to go to you, or to talk to you. But I did. Also in your bad time. I realised, you weren't that person, who stands before me. But I also weren't dead. You were alive, but tired. Tired of that life.
-And why does I felt like this?
-I told you, you were tired and that's not a bad thing. I'm here right now. You can't be tired at me.
-And what if I get "tired" at you? Then I will feel the death again. It was so cold, don't, please don't say something like that again.
-I just want to open your eyes.
-But it will hurt me.
-Why hurt? You're just afraid.
-I can't take a thing like that in me. No, I can't.
-What's wrong with it. You will understand, you weren't real death. You were just tired, just sick and hadn't no mood to do anything.
-Then I would rather be dead, than to be alive but in a sick way.
-I've never said in a sick way.
-But it sounds like that. You're right I'm afraid. Please, now stop it.
-You don't want my help?
-It's not help. It just take fear in me. Only that thought.
-But you got me. I will protect you like how you said, your soul and heart did that.
-No.
-Do you think, I can't protect you.
-I think, you can't that out of me. But protect... I don't know. But I don't want to risk.
-That's not a bad thing.
-What if it will be a bad thing?
-I will be still there for you.
-Bet, you don't.
-Promise, I will.
