Is it bad I can’t remember?
Because I wouldn’t know the difference if you made something up.
Even if I knew it was false, chances are, I’d believe it anyway because I’d want it to be true.
I’m sorry, but I’m going to keep this to myself, because as much as I hate doctors for taking people away from me, I’m even more scared of being the one to get taken. I’m sorry that I lied and said I would, I just can’t. It’s too painful.
Hopefully in the morning, I’ll rise again, this time with a memory that can last us.