I looked at Nation's lifeless body strapped on the bed, a single tear slowly made it way down my cheek but quickly wiped it away and sniffed nothingness. It broke my heart seeing him lying helpless like that, I wanted to go over to him and give him a hug but I couldn't because he was not himself. I slowly turned to leave but it felt like my feet were glued to the floor because I didn't want to leave. I couldn't leave the only person who understands me like he is the one who created me and my thoughts, I just couldn't bring myself to do that. I turned to look at him again, but the distance between us and the glass wall in between us wouldn't let me see him properly. I couldn't hold the tears back anymore I just let them fall freely. I sobbed quietly without letting out even a single hiccup. I crotched down sobbing, hiding away from his face I didn't want him to see me weak, I had to be strong.
After composing myself I slowly stood up and looked at him, even though my vision was blurry I could still see his face. I walked out of the room with my legs shaking, I felt like I left another part of me inside the room where he is laying. I at least want to touch him but I can't because he can't control himself at the moment, or should I say it has been three months since he's been like that. Like that with his pupils constricted as if he is dead, his pulse very faint and respiration very gone. I wiped the falling tears as the warm sun kissed my skin, I raised my eyes to the clear sky and said a short prayer. "Jehova ng'cela ube naye" (Jehovah please be with him).
I took slow steps as I made my way back to his apartment.