Don't cry; don't do anything stupid. You know I love you like a bestfriend. You're the only real person I could talk to about my problems, besides Rae. You understand me more than any person. And thankfully, I won't have to watch you slowly pass away. I'll be your guardian angel, you could say. I'll be waiting for you. But that doesn't mean I want you to die. If you can find the cure, or if kemo works, I will cry from wherever I am. Because you've changed my life in a drastic way. You've made me accept myself, but I'm sorry that it wasn't enough. You mean the world to me, and I can't describe in words how much I needed you. You were there. You cared. And you watched me. You didn't care that I made mistakes, and we did have fights, but it made us stronger. It made me realize that the strongest relationships have fights. But, for now, I want you to focuse on your kemo. And I will see you.
I'm sorry I couldn't find more words.
I love you.
Goodbye.
