1 in the afternoon
It's visiting hours, finally!
I know you're okay, but my heart is still in my throat
Maybe I should start getting used to seeing you on that bed. Motorbike accident, Berry aneurysm, failed parkour stunts, gastritis...
"It's only a few bruises. Don't look at me like that," You say when you see me.
You'll never understand it. I am deathly scared of losing you. I almost did.
YOU ARE READING
To you ✔
Short Story*[COMPLETE]* To you who stole my heart Everyone has a story to tell. That's an understatement. Everyone has STORIES to tell. Let me tell you mine.
