'Nay, hello. How are you doing? Are you doin fine? I'm not. Let's meet each other again in my dreams tonight. I miss you. It's amazing how when on a night that i think of you and cry until i fall asleep, you always show up in my dreams. Makes me know that you really are just there, around, watching over us.

I miss you 'Nay. I really really do. And it's not helping that whenever i think about you, the image that enters my head is you on that hospital bed. No, not the smiling you. I feel like i haven't done anything for you. I'm sorry. I'm sorry...
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