The last help

As a light comes on, the other turns off. While a skin invigorates, the other shrivels. That's how it works, always. Time can't stop, and not even speed up. I would liked of my energy you could take advantage, before I see you go. And instead I stayed there, impassive. Watching you lose every mental faculty. Hold my hand tight, smile... one last time. I'll take a picture, not to forget.