A nurse came in, and she told me that you were here.
I told her to let you in, and she did.
You entered.
You were looking all good.
And shit.
You were dressed in a black button up, black jeans, and black boots.
"Gothic much?"
You laughed although it was forced.
I could tell why.
I sounded too fragile.
Shit.
I'm getting fragile.
No.
I am fragile.
