Tabitha Stay With Me [updated] May 2026

“Me too,” I say. “I’m terrified. But be terrified with me. Just… stay.”

The screen door claps shut behind us. The rain keeps falling. But inside, the kitchen light is still on. The two plates are still on the table. And for the first time in a long time, no one is standing in the doorway, saying goodbye to someone who is already gone. tabitha stay with me

“You don’t get to say that anymore,” she says. Her voice is quiet, but the rain makes everything louder. “You had a thousand mornings to say it. A thousand nights when I was right there, in the bed next to you, and you chose the other room. You chose the TV. You chose the goddamn crossword puzzle.” “Me too,” I say

The rain softens. Just a little. Just enough to hear her breathe. Just… stay

“I’m scared,” she whispers. It’s the first honest thing she’s said all night.

“Tabitha, stay with me.”