-Even through sickness, I only had you on my mind.
As I lay in bed, unable to do anything about my situation, I felt like the fever had drained me.
My body needed rest, but it felt as if all the stress I had been pushing through lately had finally caught up with me.
My body had shut down, and my mind was still racing, unable to process that all that was needed for me was to relax to gain back my strength.
My mind had always a mind of its own.
I felt vulnerable at that moment.
I let the thoughts flow freely as I lay still, accepting my fate.
But then, my thoughts went to you. You could make this moment into something better, but we were not even speaking on my good days.
I imagined how you would be going on about your day without me. How my absence would not affect you the least.
How I wished you would care about me.
How I wished you were here.