I need you

I’m sorry. I didn’t know. I didn’t mean it. I thought it was gone for good! I’m confused. I need you. You can’t just die. No I wont let you. Please. I can’t do this all on my own. If you go, I will pull the trigger. If you leave, I will jump off the stool. If you die, my blood will paint the bathroom floor. I don’t want you to leave me. What will I have left? Your memories? Pictures? It isn’t the same! I need to smell the perfume I bought you for Christmas on living skin. Not a pale white coffin victim. I need to see your face, hold your hand, here your laugh. I need the fights we have each morning. I need to wipe my tears on your warm shoulder, need to feel your hands putting a blanket on me late at night as I dream. I need you to stay. I need you. I need you. The cancer can wait to have you, but I can’t. I need you.
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