"Death sits in the chair across from me and watches. Death sees but had no eyes. Death knows but had no mind. We often sit together in the night. Death has one move left... And i have none." --Unknown She is broken. She is hurting. She is depressed. And there's nothing anyone can do about it. The only one who could possibly help her, isn't here. After the love of her life dies of Cancer, she must continue on with life. She must pretend that she is okay. That nothing is wrong. She must continue on living, only to remember him. To remember the good times they had together. She must continue with her life, that's now missing an important piece. Will she ever be able to get over him? Will she ever be happy again? Or was her happiness buried with him the September day?
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