Perhaps Someday // The Sequel to Life Ends, Love Says

-Prologue-

-Meghan's POV-

Pain and emotion washed together is the most unbearable thing to ever be felt. One part of the pain is indistinguishable, resting not in a certain part of your body. Like on your skin in a cut or in your bones in a break. This kind of pain is felt all over, aiming at your heart at most. And it is the kind of pain that continues to throb, not stopping at the placement of a band-aid or cast. This was one that couldn't be stopped, couldn't be moved, and couldn't be lessened with the touch of pain-killers.

The other type of pain can be spotted either with the naked eye or an x-Ray. This one was real, as real as people would call it. It wasn't some pain deep down that you couldn't stop. This one was short-term, and often healed with morphine or drugs and support systems.

I had both of those pains during my time in and out of the hospital. Emotional, knowing I was going to die in one certain way or another, sooner or later, and it killed every thing that kept happiness inside of me. Real pain, because I felt it. Right there in the bottom of my stomach, an eternal stabbing pain that almost couldn't be tolerated. These mixed together were probably the most painful thing that walked this earth.

But you don't feel it when you're dead.