I learned a powerful lesson. Life is precious. Loved ones will come and go. Time will run out. So when is yours? I watched him die in front of me and I didn't do anything. I could of saved him and yet my body wouldn't move. My voice doesn't reach him, what if I done something different for him to realise how much he's worth. I watched time repeat itself, watching him die over and over again while time resets. What am I doing wrong? Everything always come to an end. And so does he. I love him. I will save him even if I have to sacrifice myself then so be it. Life is worth it. And so is love.
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