In the Hospital at Night...

Working late shifts as a nurse, I often catch myself staring at patients who are alone. There's this one guy in his twenties... he looks so vulnerable and alone. Sometimes when I check on him, I find myself wanting to hold his hand or whisper something soothing just because no one else is there for him. It feels weird but also comforting, like I'm his guardian angel. But then reality sets in... it's not my place, and we're both taken. It's just a fleeting fantasy that makes me feel less lonely on those nights....