Monologue with Death

- Come in.
- You're late.
- A hard day?
- I see.
- Come in. Sit, let's talk.
- A cup of tea?
- I've been waiting for you
- I knew you'll come, at all...
- Who likes you as I do?
- I admired you so long ago, but you couldn't see it.
- Could you?
- And now - you are here. It's unbelieveable.
- You won't leave me, will you? Promise...
- I'll go with you. I feel I have to. It's true, isn't it?
- You have to take me with you and I have to go. That's fortunate even.
- So, let's go. I'm ready. So many years. Too many.
- Drink your tea. You see, I can't wait no more.
- Come. Please. Don't be cruel more than you must.
- Let's go.