RINGO'S POINT OF VIEW
November 29th, 2001
The 日 I 迷失 the 爱情 of my life. Forever.
One of the last times I saw him was July. My daughter had brain surgery and I could't stay long. "Do 你 want me to come with you?" George offered. "What? No, 你 can't. You've got to stay here and get rid of the cancer." I can't believe I 说 a thing like that. "So? I've missed you. I don't want 你 to have to leave me." I was most likely blushing when he grabbed my hand.
"Ritchie, I need to tell 你 something." He sat up. I got scared and just walked out. That was a mistake. Me, George, and Paul went out for lunch. I didn't say a word to him. About four months later I received a letter.
"Richard,
I am dying. The cancer has spread to my lungs, and my brain. This might be the last time I get to talk to you. It really hurt my feelings when 你 ran out of the hospital that day. But I understand I scared you. I still have to tell 你 something and I guess I have to tell 你 through this letter.
I 爱情 you, Ritchie. I 爱情 你 so much. I needed 你 to know I'm sorry. But my time has come. I'm ready to die. I'll miss you. Look for me when your gone. Thank 你 for all 你 have done. For being an amazing drummer, and a out standing friend, thank you. For everything.
Love,
George"
I dropped the letter. "I-I. Oh my God." I tried to get there as fast as I could. It took two days to get there. "George, George!"
"You made it." he said. "Today is my last."
"No! 你 can't die, 你 can't! You're the youngest. It wasn't meant to be like this!"
He looked at me. "Make me happy one 更多 time." I understood. We had our first, yet our last kiss. "Just promise me one thing."
"Anything, anything for you!"
"Wait... for me" Then he closed his eyes. For good.
I miss him 更多 and 更多 each day. But I've still kept going. For him. And I know my time is soon, getting closer each passing day, and I'll see him again.
That is the power of love.
November 29th, 2001
The 日 I 迷失 the 爱情 of my life. Forever.
One of the last times I saw him was July. My daughter had brain surgery and I could't stay long. "Do 你 want me to come with you?" George offered. "What? No, 你 can't. You've got to stay here and get rid of the cancer." I can't believe I 说 a thing like that. "So? I've missed you. I don't want 你 to have to leave me." I was most likely blushing when he grabbed my hand.
"Ritchie, I need to tell 你 something." He sat up. I got scared and just walked out. That was a mistake. Me, George, and Paul went out for lunch. I didn't say a word to him. About four months later I received a letter.
"Richard,
I am dying. The cancer has spread to my lungs, and my brain. This might be the last time I get to talk to you. It really hurt my feelings when 你 ran out of the hospital that day. But I understand I scared you. I still have to tell 你 something and I guess I have to tell 你 through this letter.
I 爱情 you, Ritchie. I 爱情 你 so much. I needed 你 to know I'm sorry. But my time has come. I'm ready to die. I'll miss you. Look for me when your gone. Thank 你 for all 你 have done. For being an amazing drummer, and a out standing friend, thank you. For everything.
Love,
George"
I dropped the letter. "I-I. Oh my God." I tried to get there as fast as I could. It took two days to get there. "George, George!"
"You made it." he said. "Today is my last."
"No! 你 can't die, 你 can't! You're the youngest. It wasn't meant to be like this!"
He looked at me. "Make me happy one 更多 time." I understood. We had our first, yet our last kiss. "Just promise me one thing."
"Anything, anything for you!"
"Wait... for me" Then he closed his eyes. For good.
I miss him 更多 and 更多 each day. But I've still kept going. For him. And I know my time is soon, getting closer each passing day, and I'll see him again.
That is the power of love.
