Until He Came Along

Until He Came Along

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The pain of ones loses is almost indescribable. Sharp stabs of pain slice down my whole body, shaking uncontrollably, almost violently. It takes over my whole body, my thoughts, my words, my every move . It's the burn at the back of my throat. It's in the pit of my stomach the unstoppable, aching reminder that it is real. That it did happen. That this is my life. The first thing I feel when I wake up and the last before I close my eyes. The feeling that's eating me up. Nibbling away at my every breath. It never stops. Never leaves. The constant, sickly pain of loss. Well, you just have to make room for it and that what I had to do because the pain never left me. Ever. Not for a moment. Not for a single second, Well, Until I met Him<3
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So I have this thing. Some people would call it a catastrophe; some would call it heart breaking. It also has the name of disease, and heart killer. I call it just cancer. Simple enough as it is, right? Doesn't help that I already had it once before, it just came back to fight harder as ever. I thought it was over. Isn't it though? Don't you give up at that point? Senior year and I'm ready to end my life as a person all together. I'm tired of fighting and might as well give up because there are no chances of me living all together. So as a smart choice I move so when I die no one will know me or care about me. Wouldn't that be the logical choice? I don't want pity. Never liked, never will. So don't tell anyone I have cancer. Ever. Doesn't help that a boy started getting involved with me and snuck under my skin before I even realized what he was doing. What changed me were those few, simple words all together. "I'll love you till the end." That, that was about the time I started caring about life again. And it was all because of him.

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