[WP]You live in a society where everyone is guaranteed to meet their true love. You are 87 years old lying on your death bed and have yet to meet this person.

I can't stand the beeping.

 

I know what the beeping means. What it symbolizes. The end of a life. The failure of an individual.

 

But I still can't stand it. If I'm going to die alone, at least let me be in peace.

 

I close my eyes and let out a sigh. Except it's more of a dry cough than a sigh.

 

"Everyone will meet their true love." I say to myself. "What a lie."

 

I don't even know how it's supposed to work, or what the science is behind it. But one thing's for sure, it's a filthy lie.

 

When the pill first came on the market, I thought it was real. I saw the results. I heard the radio programs and TV specials. Hell, I even saw the evidence with my friends and family.

 

It worked with everyone except me.

 

The beeping is getting louder now for some reason. I push the button next to my bed and wait for the nurse to come in.

 

I had always done my best to put myself out there. Once I started taking the pill, I made sure that I was the life of the party. Surely then I would meet Ms. Right, right?

 

Wrong.

 

The nurse finally arrives in my room. I hear the door open and shut.

 

"N-nurse.....t-the.....t-he....beeping...." I manage to choke out.

 

"Mr. Morrison, I'm afraid I can't do anything about the beeping."

 

I open my eyes as soon as the sound hits my ears. It's as if a million fireworks just went off inside my chest. Her voice....

 

"Is there anything else I can get for you?" The nurse says. But I don't answer. I can't.

 

I look at her. She is young. Much younger than I. Her face and hair are glistening in the sunlight coming from my window. She smiles and I feel a warmth and love that I haven't felt since I was a child. At this moment, a tear rolls down my face.

 

It's her.

 

"Y-you......you're.....h-her". I stammer.

 

She's finally here.

 

She keeps on smiling and reaches her hand out to touch my cheek. It feels like nothing I've ever felt before. For years and years I searched, coming up dry. And now, at this moment, it's all right in front of me.

 

I could be angry that it took so long. I could be angry that I'm already too old. But I'm not. I'm filled with a joy that's indescribable.

 

Suddenly, the beeping sounds different. I see the nurse look over at the machines that I'm hooked up to. Her smile vanishes and a look of concern fills her face. She yells out of the room for someone.

 

"Mr. Morrison, are you okay? Stay with me now. Just stay with me." She says, her voice getting more hushed.

 

I smile and nod. The beeping is suddenly getting quieter.

 

"I'm here Mr. Morrison. Don't worry." She says, her smile slowly returning.

 

It takes all the strength that I have left in my body to lift my arm up from the bed. The nurse sees and watches as I put my hand on top of hers.

 

She smiles. Her hand on my cheek...my hand on hers.

 

"I'm here....I'm here...." She says, her voice getting quieter and quieter, her face getting dimmer and dimmer.

 

The beeping finally stops. I close my eyes and let out my final breath next to my true love.

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