the most horrific dream ive had that hasn’t been in real life so far, the one where i watch you get married so happily and proud to have found your soul mate and not even a month later after your birthday you fucking die. and then not being able to continue on with my life because i don’t know where to go with out you.
in real life knowing you almost died from smoking already and coming home from work and seeing you smoke a cig just kills me inside because that fear from my dream. i can’t loose you. you have no idea what it would do to me. it kills me inside to know that i could loose you from this. i fear everyday of loosing you. i hope you know that i would probably end up loosing my life because your gone. i just wish you knew that








