“My problems don’t matter, how are you?
It doesn’t matter how my day went, how was yours?
Oh, it’s just a bruise, don’t worry about me though, did you get hurt?
I was going to go to my graduation ceremony, but instead, will you let me be by your bedside?
It really doesn’t matter how I’m feeling, I’ll help you feel better.
Cancer? You can’t have cancer, This world needs you.
I need you.
Don’t worry about me, what did the doctor say?
Who cares about me, How did the chemotherapy go?
What do you mean shes gone?
No, let me handle the funeral arrangements, miss.
I’ll never forget you.
Not now, not ever.”—