The brutal wind attacks my hair pulling and tugging in all direction, arm wrestling until a winner is found. Jonathon stands only a few metres away from me and still a few metres to far. His eyes capturing my face, my body, my eyes I want to scream out to him you don’t have to remember me I’m here for, always. He looks so simply sad. I wish I could cure him from his painful diseases, take away all the suffering, make him smile, make him laugh like we use to. Just tell me what to do Jonathon and I’ll do it! Anything you want and its yours! Please just tell me what you want.. What you want to say and then we can go back to be being happy to being us. He looks up at me and I can see how its stings him, is this how much pain I cause him? And why? What have I done wrong?!, just tell me Jonathon tell me what is wrong!!! Then i hear through an unmoving mouth comes a choked voice

These words they aren’t mine, they can’t be, my words would never sound like this, this is my nightmare, but I’m scared, I’m scared I wont wake up. I see her blank face and I see the tears falling, cascading down her face. My knees buckle but I catch myself just in time. I don’t want to think because to think would mean only bring more pain, would only suffocate me in what I’ve done. I see her sway, she is going to fall soon and I want to catch her, hold her, tell her I’m sorry. There is nothing I want more

don’t do it Jonathon don’t touch her, you know what will happen, you know that if you touch her , you’ll never let go…