P.o.v Patrick
June 15th, 2015
January 4th, 2017
Two important dates.
The day I realized the preciousness of life itself, and the day I die. The day I leave my family, my band, my fans- the day my sickness murders me.
I took everything for granted before the first date, prancing around, loving life, never even thinking about the end. And that's what I think kills people the most often- ignorance to how quickly you can lose everything.
No one takes the time to contemplate what they have, or to prepare for their demise. I got that chance- I was told that I wasn't going to make it and for that I'm grateful, in a way. I got to do things I wasn't going to do otherwise. I got to say my goodbyes, for the most part.
And above all, I experienced what true love really feels like.
Most people don't get that wonderful privilege, and I was lucky enough to have the the honor of recognizing pure love where I thought I'd never find it.
This is the story of how I found life in death.
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In Sickness and in Health ( Fall out boy )
FanfictionA word that strikes fear into the hearts of humanity. A word that affects nearly everyone. A word that has killed millions, and continues mercilessly on its murderous rampage. A word that is now all too familiar to Fall Out Boy.
