18 Years

It was her last chance

To live.


Death is only a reminder

That lives are shorter

Than expected


And years don’t mean anything

If they are just neglected


So she spent everyday

As though it was her last

Because one of them was


And she was not prepared

To be at loss

For the fact

That she’d soon stop breathing

And her heart would stop beating


So she traveled on her bike

Went on long hikes

Visited family and friends


Took walks in the rain

Binged the same movie 56 times

Played board games with roommates

And ate ice cream for dinner


Visited art exhibitions

Got front-seat tickets at theatres

Rolled down hills

Like how she did in her meadowy childhood days


She did all these things

Because she knew she would never do them again

For her there was only now

She was nearing the end


And so when the time came

She cried and screamed

Because it was her turn to leave

But as her eyes closed

For the last time

Under the bright glow of hospital lights


She remembered

All in one second

All the little things

That made it worth living

Those 18 years of her life.

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