Famous Lines Story

The sun shone, having no alternative, on the nothing new. It was like no matter what happened in the world, the sun did not seem to care. I'm not Brad Pitt or Will Smith and this was definitely no Hollywood film, so I'm not sure why I expected it to be gloomy and rainy and to look like the world was ending. I believe it's because that is how I feel inside. Even though physically, all is good in the world, my world, today, has ended. But I'm also torn. Today my world has just begun, but is incomplete. The nurses walked by with looks of sorrow and pain on their face when they saw me. Whispers were flying as I sat there, waiting for the baby, the child, MY child to be weighed and taken care of. Tears were flying and I, a madman all alone in this world, did not know how to keep composure or stay together because I have never felt so incomplete in my whole life. As I heard another nurse come by, anxiously out of habit, i looked, stared into their eyes, trying to discover hope. Trying to finally have someone turn into a giraffe and everything just be a big silly dream that i wake up from. I'll wake up, at about 6:45 AM, to my beautiful pregnant wife, hold her, and everything will be okay. But my dreaming was woken up but the harsh sound of a crying reality. Literally, down the hall, comes a younger nurse, carrying the only light of hope in my world. Kicking, crying and screaming was a little 6 pound 8 ounce red child,. I looked, first, into the nurses eyes, he shook his head, as all the other nurses seemed to do. Confronting me though, speaking words like, "I'm so sorry, but she didn't make it. We will need to speak about legal matters...lawyers...attorneys..." and it all became a blur as i lost it yet again. Tear streaming down my cheeks, identical to my child, my son. There we were, both crying alone in this hospital, for the loss of a beautiful mother and the most amazing woman I had ever come to meet in my life. My other half, and more importantly, this little child's other half; missing. But yet, there we both were, mourning together, crying for the love we won't have anymore, the tenderness and adoration. It was a fine cry- loud and long- but it had no bottom and it had no top, just circles and circles of sorrow.