*Amora*
When I am able to focus again, it has started getting dark and the temperature is dropping rapidly. I am cold, so very cold and I feel weak and dizzy ... like the world is a slowly spinning snowflake that I am clinging to.
I had been dreaming about Zac, about him holding me and whispering softly in my ear that this had all been a bad dream, that of course he never left me to go to LA ... that he loves me and will always protect me. Waking up realising that this nightmare is the reality ... that he is not with me it leaves me feeling lost and empty.
As the temperature drops even further, I feel myself start to wonder ... Why am I even fighting ... Maybe this is God being kind, trying to relieve me of my misery and pain ... Maybe I should embrace death and hope for it to come
