The Bitter Ends Of Love

you knew the exact

t turned eighteen, I am

of being healthy until

iking twelve, we were somewhere around Chicago on the edge o

ic obstructive pulmonary disease. A long-term progr

hen I was ten, I followed my mother while my brother fo

ng time now and I am beginning to get anxio

cal equipment, monitors and iv tanks, oxygen delivery system,

on an oxygen tank, I wish

drop of tears she was trying so hard to hide, even th

t reply. “Mum, you have to tell me, I am me so I should know what is wrong with me, the complication to my health, is there anything I would need to do or take to be able to leave this plac

into a loud scream “there is no cure for (C.O.P.D) its progression can only be slowed wi

he last th

, coughing and my chest be

der for me to breathe. I could see my mother trying so hard to pull

h tears ran down my che

ask. The nurse noticed I was awake and came smiling at me, she

d our conversation from last night, and the point is I will be here, captured by a disease without a

rying to fight my tears back, I did not want to end up

n to me, they fell down my cheeks and I le

alk around the hospital, she said it was okay and told me my dos and don’ts incl

s beautiful but what was more beautiful was a young lady I could not stop watchi

ile that warmed the heart. I went closer to her straight away and she stepped back asking me to stay five feet away, I looked at her innocent face, s

yed every bit of the time I spent with her. She was a loveable pers

our treatment we hang out together, and every night before going to bed we m

tantly my family. My mum was hardly around, she had to cover up all the bills on her own. C

my head, Chloe had said we should go out on a bestie date and I was supper excited about it, I quickly call

thing left out was her being a lady. She came with a five-foot Cain and told me to hold the ends of it, we could not hold hands, we could not

ovies, visited a museum and went to a coffee shop. We went on and on with a five foot Cain, running

we stared at the stars. To me, Chloe was a precious star. My precious star, and I couldn’t help but say “DON’T EVER LEAVE ME CHOLE, NEVER EVER IN THIS WORLD SHOULD YOU DIE, WE SHO