Strong for too long

This body is stronger than I believed it to be. It has carried me through many battles, some won and others lost. But I can tell that it's growing weak. It's movements have slowed and it takes longer for it to rise in the morning.

I am forever grateful that this body has supported me for as long as it has but we are both tired now. We have both been strong for too long. This body has fought longer than I have had the will too. I fear that we are both nearing our ends.

For what is a body without a soul? A soul without a body? We had become one, and now we are no more.