I want to forget the day you told me that you hated my very existence and that you were disgusted by me.
Your words truly hurt me.
I had feelings for you that was more than our friendship, but I pushed you away.
I couldn't love you.
Not when I had a chance of getting cancer.
The day I started pushing you away was the same day the doctors told me I might have cancer.
I didn't want you to love a person who had a possibility of dying.
So I pushed you away, thinking it was the best for the both of us, but I made things worse.
A month later I got my results back and they came back negative. I wasn't cancerous.
But it was too late.
I still think you took my death for me.
YOU ARE READING
When You Are Gone
Cerita Pendek(Sequel to When We Were Happy. Spoilers included) It's not good to take things for granted. Especially people. Because you may never know the day that that person leaves your world slanted. "How do you feel?" "I don't."
