Caspar was trying, trying so hard to get the old me back and I knew it. I'm sure that he is upset about all of this these bursts of emotion. The crying and the days when I'm lifeless. He leaves the pills on the counter every morning but I refuse to take them. Eventually they started piling up and soon the whole bottle was on the counter. One day I saw him scooping them back into the capsule except one, then he went to the sink grabbed a cup of water and took one. At that sight I burst into tears, my sadness was causing the love of my life to become depressed. I can't deal with this much emptiness this much depression.
The next day Caspar was the happiest he has been since the surgery, maybe the pills do work but I'm shutting them out. Almost every inch of my body was saying no those pills are useless but that last little inch was saying yes take one try again. I listened to that inch walked over to that counter and took a pill I turned off my mind and just listed to my heart that was crying for Caspar.
Caspar came into my room while I was looking out the window he put a play of food on my dresser and took the old one I didn't touch. Eventually not eating was going to kill me, so I had to try to eat even if it was gross. As soon as he left I pulled a chair up to the night stand and at the food. I climbed into bed and stared at the ceiling then I fell asleep
Caspar POV
I took one of Hazel's pills I knew it was wrong but this whole situation is tearing me apart and I don't know how much more I can take before I give in. The pills do work, so why aren't they on Hazel. I did notice she ate the food I made her. But why is she being so bipolar, all these moods I can't keep track. But I know I have to keep trying, cause if I don't then no one else will not the doctor, not Joe, not Kelsey, not even Hazel. Only I can fix her.
