I don't know where I'm going to but I know that I can't stay in that hospital, I follow the lone road, my hands in my jacket pockets as the tears keep flowing.
I don't bother to wipe them off because it won't change anything.
I feel lost.
Numb.
Everything around me just doesn't seem to move.
I can't come to terms with what I just heard, this can't be happening.
I know it's not real. He is not going to die. I can't accept that because if I do then I'll just break down.
Trevor and I have had a rough relationship, we never had the best of it, we never spent much time together, but the short period that we were together, he made me see love differently. He made me feel things that I've never felt before and now that I just realized that in months he won't be any more I feel like I'm go
