Maisie's p.o.v
Unpredictable, you are the opposite of what
I imagine and hope for you to be. Your
flaws and claws intrigue me. You don't
have a clue about how I feel. One startling
disturbing bombshell, you are not well at all.
How can I chill when you are ill and knocking
on heaven's door? One startling disturbing
bombshell, your cancer prognosis. My
heart hits the floor immediately. This crisis,
this cross is too much for us to bear.
Every tear and battle scar symbolizes a year
without normalcy. Your legacy is glitter
in the air. Jesus helps us navigate through
this wild and crazy circus by which we call life.
