RINGO'S POINT OF VIEW
November 29th, 2001
The দিন I হারিয়ে গেছে the প্রণয় 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 আপনি want me to come with you?" George offered. "What? No, আপনি can't. You've got to stay here and get rid of the cancer." I can't believe I ব্যক্ত a thing like that. "So? I've missed you. I don't want আপনি to have to leave me." I was most likely blushing when he grabbed my hand.
"Ritchie, I need to tell আপনি 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 আপনি ran out of the hospital that day. But I understand I scared you. I still have to tell আপনি something and I guess I have to tell আপনি through this letter.
I প্রণয় you, Ritchie. I প্রণয় আপনি so much. I needed আপনি 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 আপনি for all আপনি 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! আপনি can't die, আপনি can't! You're the youngest. It wasn't meant to be like this!"
He looked at me. "Make me happy one আরো 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 আরো and আরো 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 দিন I হারিয়ে গেছে the প্রণয় 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 আপনি want me to come with you?" George offered. "What? No, আপনি can't. You've got to stay here and get rid of the cancer." I can't believe I ব্যক্ত a thing like that. "So? I've missed you. I don't want আপনি to have to leave me." I was most likely blushing when he grabbed my hand.
"Ritchie, I need to tell আপনি 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 আপনি ran out of the hospital that day. But I understand I scared you. I still have to tell আপনি something and I guess I have to tell আপনি through this letter.
I প্রণয় you, Ritchie. I প্রণয় আপনি so much. I needed আপনি 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 আপনি for all আপনি 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! আপনি can't die, আপনি can't! You're the youngest. It wasn't meant to be like this!"
He looked at me. "Make me happy one আরো 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 আরো and আরো 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.
