Wake Up

Never in my life has one person made me so giddy, so jubilant, so all around happy. Every time I see her my heart swells up, and a smile breaks across my face.

I loved her, and she loved me, though I don't exactly know why. We've been through so much to get here. To where we are now. So much. But now it all has to crumble. We were finally able to love each other. Love. Such a beautiful thing. And so wonderful with the right person. The perfect person. You never understand it until you experience it yourself. And I'm so happy that its her. She is the one who loves me. She is the one who knows the real me. She is the one who makes me happy. There is no one else comparable, in the slightest, to her.

She's an angel. And she deserves so much. So much more than what was set out for her. Than the card she was dealt. She didn't deserve this fate.

If there was only a way to save her, to save us. I would do it in a heartbeat. I would do and give anything to save her. I'd give my record deal, I'd do every damn photo shoot they threw at me, I'd give up my money, the cars the fame the fortune, I'd perform a thousand songs in a freezing tundra. Anything. If only those silly things could save her.

And I had so much hope that she wouldn't have to be saved.

I hate that this is all I can do now. To wait. And to wonder, and hope each day, hope. And hope for the slightest things again and again. Hoping she'll make it through the day. Hoping she won't sporadically faint. Hoping she can keep down a meal. Hoping she'll get better. And the hope I carry with me each night. Hoping, that maybe, at least just one more time she'll wake up again.

A.N.: Yay? That blue/purple/periwinkle button is tempting, huh?

:D

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