Dizzy's p.o.v
It is totally unfair that you have cancer.
I can hear you vomit inside of the bathroom.
All that I can see and predict that more
gloom and doom are up ahead for us.
I wish the world could stop spinning for once.
I feel sorry for you, but you tell me not to worry.
You are very resilient and strong. My silent and
infinite ocean of tears won't let me rest easy.
My bleeding heart often keeps me busy.
Father Time and Mother Nature play you like a
game of chess. I stand on the edge,
trying to process everything. You move about
in such a delicate state. You don't mean
to scare me, but you know that I will always care
and love you.