Im used to it, waking up in the same bed everyday. Hooked up to alarms, beeping every 2.36 seconds. I did the math. That comes to show how boring it is here. Trapped in a room with four beige walls and two windows on the southeast corner. I've been here for quite a while. 3 years to be exact, it gets more and more boring each day.
That is until i met someone i thought i'd never come across.
He was perfect, he had perfect teeth, perfect hair, perfect eyes, and a perfect personality.
There's just one thing i don't know yet... his name.
Anytime i talk about him you just refer to him as "the boy".
I'll admit it's not the ideal name to give the so called "love of my life" whether he knows it yet or not, we are endgame.
It's not like i can see him outside of here, he's always coming and going as he pleases.
While i on the other hand have to stay in this bed forever, the only time i leave this bed is for my daily walks. I've had atleast 10 surgeries, none of which seemed to help with the cancer.
But seeing the cute face outside my window everyday, makes it worth while.
there's just something about that boy.
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The Boy | Corbyn Besson WDW story
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