• I lie there, looking up in the ceiling,
    I wondered,
    "Where am I?"
    I looked around, everything is white,
    white curtains, white bedsheets,
    white walls. Just then, a nurse came in,
    she attended to boy sitting on a bed next to mine,
    I suddenly realised, I'm in the hospital,
    My next thought was, "How did I get here?"
    I closed my eyes, tried to remember.
    My brain hurt, everything was a fuzzy.
    My scan my body, my arms and chest are covered with bandages.

    The boy next to me was playing with his model motorbikes.
    A thought suddenly occured to me. I looked around, I panicked.
    "Where's Harold!?" I struggled to get up. Then,
    I remembered, Harold and I were enjoying ourselves in a pub.

    Last night,
    As I watched Harold walk away to talk to his friends,
    I sat alone, drinking my voldka, waiting for Harold to come back.
    Harold was my only true love. I smiled to myself,
    "How can such a wonderful man be my boyfriend?
    I must be dreaming"

    Harold returned, stared at me while I was still smiling.
    "What's the matter? Joker got to you?" he joked.
    "No, just wondering how handsome you looked tonight"
    He laughed as he stretched out his hand, "Care for a dance?"
    I smiled again and gave him a kiss.

    A few hours later, I stared at the back of my love,
    We were going back home on Harold's bike.
    "Hold on tight!" Harold warned.
    I tightened my arms around him.
    We were speeding on the highway,

    We were travelling at a near 100mph.
    "Stop, I'm scared" I yelled.
    "No this is fun!"
    "No, stop, it's scary, we may crash"
    "Alright, if only you tell me you love me"
    I was stunned, then I smiled and thought : 'that joker'
    "I love you Harold!"
    and I mean it.
    "Hug me tight!" He warned again.
    I hugged tightly, never wanting to let go of his body.
    A few minutes later, Harold spoke again,
    "Take off my helmet and put it on, it's bothering me"
    I did as I was told and closed my eyes as I hugged him again.
    "I wished we can be together forever" I said
    "Me too" Harold shouted.
    I thought I felt nervousness in his voice.
    Then, everything blacked out.

    There I am, in the hospital, we crashed.
    I took the newspaper on my side table,
    The headlines, in bold letters, stated :
    A MOTORBIKE ACCIDENT
    -- A bike crashed into a building due to brake failure,
    -- A couple was involved, only the female survived...

    I thought to myself, 'Harold, he sacrificed himself to save me...
    why didn't he tell me the brakes weren't working...'
    A tear rolled down my cheek, dripped onto the newspaper.
    I cried...

    *Harold didn't want her to know that the brakes werent working,
    but instead had her hugged him and tell him she loved him for the last time*