Dear Cancer;
You are the reason I can't pick her up and twirl her around.
[She's too weak to handle any sudden motion.]
You are the reason we can't kiss in the rain.
[She can't go outside unless the weather is perfect.]
You are the reason we can't go on sweet, romantic dates.
[She isn't allowed to leave the hospital.]
You are the reason we can't have tickle fights.
[She's too fragile. We can only touch softly.]
You are the reason I will never be able to propose to her.
[They say she only has a few days to live.]
You are the reason she will never know the feeling of being a mother.
[Why are you taking her while she's so young?]
You are the reason she is in pain all the time.
[It's not fair. Why her? Why anyone?]
You are the reason I am sitting alone in a hospital waiting room.
[I am crying my eyes out. Sometimes it's hard to be strong.]
You are the reason she will never be a famous songwriter.
[She had a beautiful voice. Now it's scratchy and rough.]
You are the reason her dreams are dead. Just like her future and her hope.
[She's trying to stay positive, but it's an act that I can see right through.]
I don't know what I can do anymore. I'm blinded by my tears. I don't want to lose her.
[But it's not something I can control.]
I love you Maria, I have loved you for 3 1/2 years.
You will never die, you'll always be in my heart.
You'll never be gone. I'll never truly say goodbye.
I just don't want to see you hurting like this.
But the ending of your suffering,
Marks the beginning of mine.
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