Live

I was breathing and my heartbeat felt real.
I could still hear the beeping from the life-support machine.
It started slowing down and it became one deafening tone.
The heart stopped beating.
There I stand next to the bed, looking down at one without a heartbeat.
I was still breathing.
I could still see my chest heaving.
I stared at the one on the bed, only the numbness could be felt.
And I walked away.