This is for real. When your fingers touch mine, I tingle. I know you feel it too. These are the best days, whatever happens next. Last night, I decorated my diary with hearts and wrote your name over and over again.
I doze, see your face beneath my closed eyelids. When I wake, you will have forgotten me? No, you never do, my love.
I am hungry. Shall we eat lunch together? Ann, my key worker, comes to wheel me to the dining room. I look across to you, ready to smile. I see you’ve slipped away.
I doze, see your face beneath my closed eyelids. When I wake, you will have forgotten me? No, you never do, my love.
I am hungry. Shall we eat lunch together? Ann, my key worker, comes to wheel me to the dining room. I look across to you, ready to smile. I see you’ve slipped away.
