These past few days have been hell.
Everyday I think about how I could
have lost you.
That day would've been our last hug.
The day before would've been our last kiss.
The texts before could've been our last convo.
But you are still here.
I thank God at least 5 times a day for letting you live.
I don't know where I would be without you.
I think about what if you didn't survive.
I cry. And cry. And cry.
I would have lost one of the most amazing people I know.
I would have lost you: my best friend, my love, and my heart.
