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Now when I'm at the hospital surrounded by my family and friends,  all the people who love me, I miss him.
I know I don't have long by looking at all those sad faces trying so hard to smile.

The doctor walks in and and informs everyone that I need to rest. Now, everybody started crying. I knew this was it. I knew it was time! Everybody left the room after they hugged me and said their goodbye's. It was me who didn't want anyone by my side when it was my time to drift away.

I close my eyes and remember him as the doctor checks my reports.

His eyelashes are just so perfect. When he blinks his eyes it's such a beautiful sight. His eyelashes are almost like peacock's feathers!

His lips are always curled up and smiling. They are pink and full. His smile always reaches his eyes. His smile always made me smile, made me blush.

I smiled as I imagined his handsome face.

"How are you feeling?" Ryan, my doctor asked me.

"I'm fine, just not so sleepy" I replied.

"You seem happy today." He remarked.

"Trying to get the best out of my time that's left" I smiled sadly. His eyes softened.  "I'm sorry Riya" he said and did the usual check up and left. He always would tell me to take care and have hopes but today he didn't.

I closed my eyes again, I had a bad headache. I pressed my forehead and a tear escaped my eyes when I remembered myself yelling at him.

'Don't meet me ever again' I told him as I handed him the letter.  'I will' he argued. 'I'm your secret keeper remember? The other day you said "Rahul you've saved my life. Not literally, but you have. You've helped me in a lot of ways you yourself aren't aware of. You're not only my secret keeper, you are an angel. My angel" so how can you keep me away now?'

I cried. I knew I didn't have an option. I couldn't see him be sad. Nor did I want him to see me sick. I made him understand and cried until he finally promised me not to ever see me again.

Now, I feel bad. I feel sad he isn't here by my side. But it was my decision. I wanted to see him one last time. I picked up my phone from the medicine box and dialed his number, but as usual didn't call him.

Once the screen light went off, I pressed the phone against my ear and pretended like he was whispering in my ears. I imagined him call me 'Adolf'.

My chest feels heavy. I put on my headphones and listen to him playing the guitar. I thank him in my mind for giving me this recording. I close my eyes while I find it so hard to breathe. I know it's time. I'm ready to drift away. I smile.

Goodbye secret keeper. I love you.