the nightshift
as I ride my motorcycle in the dark and rain on the way to the hospitalal, I suddenly wonder if she will still remember me after all this time. I mean..I did her surgery and she was my best friend but...that was forever ago..im nearly 30 now i can't help but feel the weight of the years that have passed between us.. so much has changed, yet the memory of her smile remains etched in my mind like a bittersweet ghost. especially after a night out..us sleeping together and the I get to wake up to her completely volune ntarily panicking and calling me friends with benefits.....that hurt me...a lot..I loved her
The rain pelted against my helmet, a steady beat that matched the ache in my heart, as I navigated the lonely road towards the hospital where she lay, memories of our past intertwined with the harsh reality of the present. suddenly im hit by a freaking semi
. My body slammed onto the wet pavement, pain searing through every fiber of my being, as the headlights of the oncoming traffic blurred into the distance, a cruel reminder of the fleeting nature of life. I try to take my helmet off but a hand restrains me..my vision to blurry to tell who or what it was, as the sound of sirens wailed in the background, drowning out the sound of rain and my own ragged breaths, a twisted symphony of chaos and despair that mirrored the turmoil within my soul. the hand went down no my chest where I could feel blood dripping and pressed down..I yelled in agony, the touch triggering a flood of memories that threatened to consume me whole, a mix of regret and longing swirling in the storm of my fractured heart.i can't *gasp* breath
As the paramedics hovered over me, their hurried voices mixing with the sound of rain, I felt a sense of numbness spread through me, a realization that perhaps this accident was a reflection of the wreckage within my own heart that I had been trying so desperately to ignore. im... im a surgeon at first memorial hospital...please get me there
The ambulance raced through the stormy night, the flashing lights casting an eerie glow on the dreary surroundings, as I clung to consciousness with the weight of broken dreams and shattered illusions pressing down on me like a suffocating blanket of regret and loss.Arriving at the hospital, the frantic activity around me seemed distant and muffled, as if I was observing the chaos of life from a place of detached sorrow, a spectator to the tragedies that unfolded in the still of the night, my own existence a mere shadow in the tapestry of existence. how do I leave this game
?I don't know howThe night stretched endlessly before me, a vast expanse of emptiness and longing that whispered of forgotten promises and unspoken words, as I grappled with the cruel truth that some wounds never fully heal, leaving behind a scarred heart that beats in a rhythm of sorrow and lost mwahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahah im so sigma
The hospital corridors echoed with the hushed whispers of life and death intertwined, a haunting melody that resonated with the fragments of my fractured soul, pulling me deeper into the abyss of memories that refused to fade.
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the nightshift
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4/21/2025
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