When you become a photograph

Time stood still the second I ran through the doorway & into my mother's bedroom.
​I could hear my feet hitting the floor while I was running & my own heartbeat in my throat. 
The air had a hum about it, I can't explain how surreal it all felt. It was silent all around as though the earth instantly froze & I was the only one moving. 
 
There she lay, cold & lifeless on her bed. 


I jumped to her side, and knelt beside her. 
My eyes see her & immediately fill with tears, my hands touch her arm, but my brain does not want to begin to formulate the reality of my senses. 
I threw my head into her chest. 
I kissed her cheek. 

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