It was Jace's seventh day at the hospital. No one knew, even his mom, what was going to happen to him. If he could still survive another day... another week... another month... or perhaps, another year. The doctor already told us that he's dying and any time, he'd be gone.
It's so hard to imagine Jace's life. He knew that he was cancer-free. Like it wouldn't come back anymore, but unfortunately, life turned his luck on him and he had to suffer again. This time, it's heading for the end.
I couldn't imagine what his mom was feeling right now. She'd been crying. She wouldn't allow Alexa to be here and see her that way. She'd always asked me to take a day to their house and look out for her and I gladly obliged with her. I mean, she's the mom of the guy that I love. Why would I say no? And besides, they had been really good to me.
So, right now, as we waited for the doctor and the nurses to come out of Jace's room because his head hurt again, we didn't know what should we do and think.
My heart was frantic, scared at every beat. I didn't want Jace to go just yet especially if he hadn't let me love him. I wanted him to let me love him until he...
Until he died.
Hard, I know. But somehow, I had to accept the fact that he would soon be gone.
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From Afar
Poetry"I knew there’s magic between two people who falls in love with each other. That there was this invisible tie that cupid connected to their pinky fingers. And I was thinking, maybe cupid did that to us as well." ~ Emma
