She slept better last night. The sores in her mouth didn't hurt as much, but her nail beds felt worse.

Three weeks between infusions let's her hair grow back just a little between each. She looks cute with a little fuzz on top.

She still smiles. It fills me with joy every time. Laughing hurts but those smiles....

I watch her through the night. I don't recognize her anymore. Her breaths come differently, but the sound still helps me fall asleep.

What if I love several people?

Love is a journey, there is no "real" love, that's just the love you prefer right now.