You're dying you told me.
The doctors have given you only a few months,
and you are alone.
I wish you were here, so I could help you these final few months.
I would make sure you are housed, fed, and loved.
Maybe we would marry like we have talked about.
You only had an im, and you have been on it lately.
I miss you, I love you.
I want to cry but I cannot.
Are you safe or homeless?
Are you fed or hungry?
Are you loved or unloved?
I hope those questions are yes for you, but I no not.
I want to help you to die with dignity.
To die with someone who loves you and you love back.
Even if I never hear from you again, you will always be in my heart.
All I want is for you to die with dignity,
and if I would be apart of that my wish will come true.
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