I felt tears fall down my face as I gripped your hand tightly. My smile droops and sobs fall from my lips. I kiss your hand while trying to let you go. Seeing you here, at your lowest. It wounds my heart and hurts my soul. You chuckle gently. “My dear, why are you so upset?” I scowl gently, though it fades and is replaced by sadness. I cannot bear to look at your malnourished body any longer. You are