coma ❀ michael clifford ❀ book three

feel.

after a month,

koda stopped coming as much as she used to.

she'd still be there during the day, and she'd still bring me flowers,

but she'd go home to sleep now.

after a month, i still couldn't feel anything.

i wondered if i was healing, if it was okay to wake up yet.

when she leaned down to press a chaste kiss to my lips, like she had every day,

i felt it.

there was a tingling sensation in my lips.

and i knew what i had to do.

it took every ounce of my strength, 

and suddenly everything hurt like hell,

but i put the smallest force in my lips, and i kissed her back.

love,

michael.

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this really hurt to write

but hey last chapter of the suicide series will be posted tomorrow ):