It’s been four days since we last texted, or at least since you’ve responded. From daily communications to chat about the littlest things to absolute silence. And the absence of having you always right there is already weighing heavily on me.
Each day you continue to struggle. No longer fighting a battle but instead merely trying to keep a tiny connection to this world for just a little while longer. I saw you today and for moments you were there - little smiles or laughs, sarcastic comments, one of the last times we got to say “I love you.” But for more moments than that you were absent, confused, panicking, fearful and struggling. You’re so close to leaving me and I cannot bring you back.
There are so many things I never said. So many things we never got to do. So many times at every point in my life from this day forward that I will think of something I wanted to share with you.
I’m hoping this will be a way for me to continue to talk to you, because I’m not ready to give us up yet.
