This article is written by a student writer from the Her Campus at Albany chapter.
Visiting hours were over at seven
You were in a hurry
You did not know
Whether today
Would be the last time
That you would see her
As we walked in, checked in
And went to her room
You were overwhelmed and nervous
With everything up in the air, you did not know
What to feel or what to think.
I just waited
Letting seconds
And minutes go by
You finally came
And I could tell right away
From the crackle of your voice
And the tears in your eyes your face
That you needed love.
Instantly
I just reacted to what I knew
Me being my funny, jokey self
Making sure you didn’t feel alone
Just through my presence