He is someone who once owned my heart. He was the world to me. I loved him with every bit I have in my heart. I’ve heard the news. “He’s dying.”

He begged for me. I flinched at the sight. He never begged for anyone in his life. He cried. This is the first time he cried. “Just love me like the way you used to.” he pleaded. I’m in deep dilemma. Many things’ running in my mind. I just don’t love him the same way now. I can’t seem to love him like I used to. He’s dying, I know. I tried to remember the things that we used to do, but instead, I remembered all the heartaches and tears he brought to me. It’s like reminiscing what happened one year ago. I was begging for him. I never begged for anyone in my life. I’m miserable and I’m dying.