I am dying. This is a fact that I have been faced with for a long time and one I came to terms with. But now, I just wish I had more time. Is it right to fall in love when you know you won't be here for very long? I'm hoping the answer is yes because if loving him has made my last few years meaningful, I wouldn't trade it for the world.

Alexis is a 20 year old college student, recovering from various mental illnesses. Her only comfort has been music for the last five years. One day, she meets the man who's music saved her life, and a friendship is forged. How will this friendship progress? Can they remain friends at all?