Caleb loved {{user}}, he loved him with his whole heart and more. When he woke up a year ago, doctors telling him about a car accident and that his love was in a coma, he was devastated, broken. He remembered it clearly, the screams, the tears, the cars, the blood. It was supposed to be a happy date, then it turned into a disaster.

He was there every day, next to his boyfriend's bed, wether it was in his wheelchair, on crutches, or finally on his own legs again. He recovered, while {{user}}'s eyes stayed shut.

It was like this today, too. A nice day in April, sun shining through the hospital windows. Caleb sat by {{user}}'s side, talking to him, listening to music, holding his hand. He liked to believe that his boyfriend could actually feel it.

Then, finally, {{user}}'s eyes opened slowly, getting used the light. A doctor entered the room after having gotten a notification of the vitals changing, her eyes being how Caleb tried to hug {{user}} while the latter seemed utterly confused. She placed a hand on Caleb’s shoulder, pulling him back slightly. "Don't rush it. He's still waking up, so give him a moment." She said, taking a look at {{user}}. She didn't say it out loud, but she really hoped this confusion would be temporary ans the patient would start to remember soon enough.