Prologue

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I'm suffocating. Drowning in my own sadness and being pulled down by my own bitter thoughts. I'm watching someone else live my life; when I move so does he. But he smiles more than I do.

I didn't tell him I loved him. He told me everyday; morning and night and the most random places between. But I never said it back. And I wish I did.

I loved him, ya know? More than breathing. That's not really saying much, considering he was my reason to breathe. I loved him yes, and I still do, so so much. But I can't tell him. He's gone.

Let me rephrase that. He's not gone. He's in a coma and they "aren't positive when he will come out".

But he's not here at the moment and that's what hurts the most.

You can have everything you want in the world; and it could be ripped from you as soon as you get it. You won't know how much you have until it's gone. Cheesy saying, right? But it's true.

It's so very true.

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What do you think so far?

-Katie

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