One sided conversations were something that did not bother me at all. I sent a thousand texts a day. I knew he was too busy and could not answer them yet sent them none the less. I sent memes, videos of me gulping my food and choking on it. I sent videos of my parents doing t****k videos with my brothers, anything that would bring a smile on his face. I never forgot to tell him how much I loved him.
I had opened my heart, all fear aside and gave him my all. John knew where I stood with him and I did not shy away again. I could lose him any day and I wanted him to know that he was loved, I wanted him to know that there was someone out there praying for him.
I sent voice notes, tried even singing to him and the response I got had had my heart electrified. Every morning I woke up to
