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Death is much harder when you're staring it in the face. When you know you're dieing and there's nothing you can do about it. I remember when death was just a thought. Now it's a reality. My life has been cut short and hell yeah I'm angry. I try not to show it and I act as if I'm ok. No one knows that I'm going to die. I don't wanna burden my friends with my problems. One day I'll just not wake up and maybe they'll cry and maybe they won't. Either way, they'll go on. I cry sometimes when I imagine what my life could have been like had I not had this death sentence put upon me. For me, there will be no children, no marriage. There's only the impending doom of my death. I have a love in my life and he doesn't even know. If i tell him, he'll walk away. And maybe I'm being selfish, but just for today, I want to savor that love he has for me. So that when I die, I can remember that someone loved me. I want my last thought before I expire to be that I was loved. That soomeone loved me...