[ CW ] Write a terribly sad story , but change it to be beautiful with the last sentence .

We'd been bound from the hip since we first met, since the day our eyes met across the college eatery, since that first kiss in the back of her off-white Chrysler LeBaron. Though our life contained many events, too many happy days to be numbered, it felt like an instant before I was looking down at her fragile body, her cocoa skin wrinkled from years of love, eyes still as vibrant as the day we made our vows, her thin body sick from several attempts of chemotherapy. As she gasped out, heart rate spiking, i knew it was time. 
 
 As the nurses rushed in they knew immediately she was on her way out, finally escaping the pain and torture of her mortal coil. I leaned in, eyes welling up, she looked into my eyes, the pain evaporating for a quick moment, and her lips uttered her dying words 
 
 `` I love you, ill be waiting'' 
 
 Her eyes closed slowly, her lips quivered like they used to in the throes of lust, and she ascended from this plane. She went to a place that deserved her presence, unlike this awful world.
