‘The doctor says your heart is still beating,’ I write, tears rolling down my face. ‘But it feels like you’re already gone.

You may never read this, I’m not sure what you’ll be able to do, after. Maybe you will walk again. Maybe you will speak to me. Maybe you’ll hold my face in your hands and kiss me.

I promise I’ll do everything it takes to keep us together, forever.

I have the potion. I just have to push it into your veins and they promised you’d wake up!

I just have to do this before your heart stops…’

I’m on a mission to write 1,000 one hundred word stories. Follow along with me and see how long it takes!

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