Are you afraid about her dying?

                                If she's not then I won't be.

                     Death is inevitable anyway, I will just die earlier than you and everyone here.

                     Forget me, you don't deserve to be loved by someone who can't even take care of you but instead, I am taken care by you.

                          If that's what it takes to keep you breathing, I will take care of you forever.

Don't cry.

I won't.

But I know when I'm being buried in my own grave, you will.

That's because I know I can't do anything to make you stay.

                                                                                                You are so unfair.

                                                                                                Why?

                                                                                                I thought it's me first. That's the promise.

                                                                                                I'm sorry. I broke our promise.

                                           Seeing you smile, makes me want to beg for just one year. Even just for one year to make you happy, and hear your laugh.

                                                                                                 Why does it have to be me? This is so unfair.