Bonne Nuit, Lune
"...my maid of honor, the godmother to my children..."
You told me the truth exactly three months ago. It feels like acid on my tongue.
Cancer.
That’s what is slowly taking you away from me.
You said that the doctor’s don’t think that you’ll make it much longer.
I haven’t stopped crying. I can’t lose you. You’re supposed to be my maid of honor, the godmother to my children.
You just can’t go.
Don’t leave me. God, please don’t leave me. I’m scared. I’m so damn scared.
What am I supposed to do?
Cancer.
That’s what is slowly taking you away from me.
You said that the doctor’s don’t think that you’ll make it much longer.
I haven’t stopped crying. I can’t lose you. You’re supposed to be my maid of honor, the godmother to my children.
You just can’t go.
Don’t leave me. God, please don’t leave me. I’m scared. I’m so damn scared.
What am I supposed to do?
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Little update. Don't know if anyone is reading. But, if you are, did you see this coming?