​100-Word Story: Unspoken Words

“I love you,” I whispered to her ear. 

She’s sleepy yet she fights it. She’s still waiting for someone,  and she doesn’t know he’s already beside her. 

She curiously stared at me like I’m a stranger. I smiled sadly. For a moment she just studied my face before slowly smiling with misty eyes.

“I wish my son would also tell me that,” she whispered between labored breaths. 

I couldn’t help but silently cry. I never told her I love her before Alzheimer’s hit her,  and no matter how many times I utter those words now,  she wouldn’t remember me anymore.

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