You look at me like you have no hope. That scares me. You look at me like your afraid. That scares me. You look at me as if you only have one more day to live. That scares me.
I don’t want you to die. I want you to be there for everything. Don’t give up. Not yet. Not now.
Nothing will ever be the same if you leave. You lighten my day; so don’t leave. I’ll miss you.
You’re giving up. I can tell. You seem unhappy, which is not like you. Don’t leave. Don’t die. I need you.
All signs seem to point to death. I don’t want that. People talk about you dying. I don’t want that. You say, “I wish I would be there” and you will if you have hope. A date keeps popping into my head. I don’t want that.
This is too hard to believe. All I want is for you to be there for the rest of my life. That’s it. I want you to prove yourself wrong by saying, “I made it.” That’s all I want. So don’t leave. Don’t die. Please don’t.