Paint me with your words

The sky was pretty
Even today, she muttered 
Guess what the world is going to continue 
And someday I'll be forgotten

A sigh escaped her lips 
As she thought about her future
Which was never going to come
All her dreams, left forsaken

Everything in her life was good
She had gotten everything she want
But one day a terrible news came
Which took her life by a storm

A terminal illness in its last stage
She was diagnosed with it
And hospitalized since then
What sort of game the fate played

All her bright smiles were gone
She would only have a canvas in her hand 
As she painted the scenery outside the window
As her time slipped by like sand.

One day, a boy came by her ward
She wondered who he might be
At the brink of death, everyone had left
But this stranger still came

Not exactly  a stranger 
He was a colleague
Someone who seemed cold but was kind
He was the last person she expected 

He confessed that he loves her alot 
And tears dripped from his eyes 
"How can I believe you?" 
She said suspecting his behavior

He passed on to her his diary
Every detail of her was written
Woven in his beautiful words
It had a rhythm and she was smitten

She closed it off with a smile and asked
I didn't have a wish until now
Feeling very hopeless about my fate
Can you help me escape my pain

How can-n I do that?
He stuttered as he blushed 
Fulfill my last wish
It is "Paint me with your words."

Next spring she faded away
But she never died 
Because there's a saying that goes
Once a writer falls in love with you 
You can never die.