STOLEN TIME

stian's

over again. She has been through so much in the past ten years. First, there was her mom; we all knew that it would happen, but we did not expect it too soon. Th

in my life that I would like to admit. But this is not about me; this is about her. Even if s

s not know is that she does not hide things that well. The cancer has already taken over her body; I wish that if we perhaps not we

ll sleeping, and I take

, M

my

guys th

I wanted to give her so

s she

putting a brave face on,

fine. She is

out her mom. I am wo

er, but yet I have never had the nerve to tell her. I think, in fact, I know that

ady to let h

about time you tell h

nk that it

You both need closure. Don

t least then she would die knowing that someone did truly love her. But now it is

er if he should for any reason not be there

advantage of her in

he deserves to know that she

h stronger than this grown-up man will ever be. Love has made me soft, I am not the strong

don't want her to hurt. I don't want to see tears in

ight. She will pro

would not be much if it were not for her. She is the stro

ell her

eady to te

time to

then have the guts to tell her? And if I did tell her, what will she say t

o before sh

when you gu

you,

i a hug from me.

th myself when I am supposed to be fighting the battle with her. So I softly brush my hand against her soft rosy skin, take a loose stra

ve you. I a

to be strong for her. I am not a man if I am weak. It is time to set aside what I think I need and live for her every da

t if there were a cure to heal her, then I would have gone to the edge of the world to find it. Hopefully, bringing her to the edge of we are headed will give her peace o

a brother should. And I am just a friend, with wh

ere and not regret that she did not s

to be. I look at her, and I hate tha

ety, time

no response from her. I raise my voice

, we are al

and raise my voice even a bit louder than before. My voice i

at

r at all. My hands start to shake, and it nearly turns black. My voice vib

at

her up. The tears burst from the corners of my eyes and start rolling down my cheeks. I can hear my voice echo down the stre

please