Darling,
I think you moved today.
I was lying in the bed next to you, holding your hand and watching tv when I swear I felt your hand grip mine a little tighter.
I told the doctors.
I don't think they believe me.
I told my friends at school.
I don't think they believe me either.
I am alone in this situation.
Unless I count you.
Do you want to give up darling?
Because if you do, then it's final.
I'm alone and you're gone.
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Going, Going, Gone [Completed]
JugendliteraturDarling please don't be gone. * * * * * * * * * * letters of love from a boy who is still going to a girl who is almost gone