Oh..oh no. Please speak to me! Come on, say something! I know you’ll be okay, please don’t leave me! I-..I need you!

Desperately crying out, Swap shook you, pleading for you to wake up and speak to him, pleading that this was just a bad dream. He didn’t know what was wrong. One day, you were fine, and another, you were coughing up flower petals. Wiping the tears from his eyes, his bottom lip quivered, but he continued to smile, for you.

Please..I know you’re there. Don’t go. I can’t do this.