I heard that the world is going to end - 1

As I wander around the corridor, waiting anxiously, the doors swing open with a nurse covered in a thick blood stains running to the next room. The room where my love one is. As the blue door swings open, I can see a still body covered with duvet that the night before patiently became the owner's night blanket. My heart stops pounding. The world I'm living in seems racing against me. The next second I realized I'm back to the place where I first met you  A. The moment where butterflies and roses were our beautiful illustration. Now that you are gone, leaving me to face the world all alone. All I heard is the world is going to end. Come back, hold me tight and hug me in your sleep. Kiss me on my cheek and don't let go. Spill the coffee, burn the bread; it's okay as long as I can still see you alive every morning at the table. Sipping your favourite shot of espresso. You left your smell everywhere in the house A. I know that you are not ready to go. Come on! Wake up A! Wake up and tell me that the world is not going to end for me.