his chest rose and fell , gleaming bronze in the dancing light . maybe , if she could sleep through the light , he would n't leave her at all , turn on the lamp by the bed and read with her curled into him . the bland waiting room with beige-painted cinder block walls is cramped with people . ''but it was only tragic because they were so in love . `` next message , '' my phone informed me . god , i do n't want to die yet ! '' 