The moment she walked into my door, I knew that this might as well be the last time that I saw her smiling face. Ever since that first night at the group therapy meeting and when I saw my reflection floating in her glimmering brown eyes, I knew right then that this was the girl that I wanted to end up with and that I wanted to give her forever. That week we spent in Amsterdam was one of the best moments in my quickly fading life. The stars that shone like the Christmas tree that had become a part of me, made my memory of drinking champagne with her a moment that I will carry with me for the rest of my life.
"Hey handsome how are you feeling today." She asked me before kissing me on the cheek.
"I'm feeling better; I might actually beat this thing." I said smiling at her, but deep down I knew that I wasn't going to beat it, this time.
Smiling sadly she sat down on the edge of the god awful hospital bed that confined me.
"Hey, how about we go outside?" I asked her, trying to hide the shot of pain that I felt when I tried to sit up.
"Gus. I'm not sure we can?" She told me, trying to push me gently back to a laying position.
Smiling, I told her, "Of course we can. It's such a nice day outside."
"Gus no." she told me firmly
Shaking my head I yelled to my mother to get the wheelchair, and soon thanks to mom, dad and Hazel I was sitting outside underneath the suns blinding white hot rays. God Hazel you're so beautiful, I thought as I looked at her face. I wish I could give you forever like I wanted to.
"Here Gus, I brought these for you. One last time, just you, me and your cigarettes." She told me as she cried softly handing me the box.
"One last time. Hazel Grace Lancaster." I said smiling at her.