{So I guess i'll stay for awhile I guess you knew it from how I smiled} - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - He spent his time with her, always. He knew she was fragile and hurting. He wanted to look out for her. He never wanted her to feel loneliness. And after the accident, she must have felt nothing but that. He always tried to get her to stay longer then she was suppose to. And always she gave in. He could tell from the smile on her face that she would stay. He wanted to put off that worry she would feel during the drive home as long as possible. But they spent their nights together anxious and he would see her pain and sadness grow as the morning neared. He didn't want her to hurt so often he told her to move fast. Try not to have emotions for awhile, try not to get attached. It was best in the end. But then one night she came to her, whispering softly "thanks for your time tonight" and begins to explain that he was not a! wake. He hasn't been awake for a long time. She swears this. Her soft voice grows louder as she insist all of this has been a dream the girl with the blond hair, this house they spent so much time in, and the highway where the crash happened; the one they'd always avoid. The crash had happened but it didn't take just the girls father but her as well. He was in a coma and his mind was holding on to the image of the girl he loved. But this couldn't continue, she knew it was time for him to wake up. She ...
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