I love feeling you next to me while you’re sleeping and our skin touching. And sometimes at night laying on your chest listening to your heartbeat is soothing and can make me forget about the world. We have come so far in our relationship that sometimes it does not seem real. I love you xoxo
One of the first things they ask you in the ER is to rate your pain on a scale from 1 to 10. I’ve been asked this question hundreds of times and I remember once, when I couldn’t catch my breath and I felt like my chest was on fire, the nurse asked me to rate the pain. Though I couldn’t speak, I held up 9 fingers. Later, when I started feeling better, the nurse came in and she called me a fighter. “You know how I know?” she said, “You called a 10 a 9.” But that wasn’t the truth.
I didn’t call it a 9 because I was brave. The reason I called it a 9 was because I was saving my 10…and this was it.
THIS FUCKED ME UP
shit got so real when i saw this
Nobody even told her that he died before she started crying, she already knew. That broke my fucking heart