“Dywanye, please get better” i hold his cold hand that was laying on the small bed, everything seems dead to me now. The man infront of me is not the man i've loved before, he's different from what i saw years ago.

Where did the healthy, jolly dywayne go? Why does he look lifeless? I cried, “don't be scared now dy, you can do this, i need you still” i whispered and kissed his pale hand hoping for him to wake up, but not a single...