I am afraid that everytime I see you, will be the last time. We talk about it and you tell me you're not going anywhere, but I can't stop thinking about it. I fear that some day I'll be saying goodbye to you, and I wouldn't even know About it. That it's going to be a beautiful session and you'll tell me we are going to see each other in two days, but something is going to happen to you, or you'll change your mind about me, and I am never going to see you again. I am afraid it won't even be a goodbye. That I won't know we were saying goodbye until after you're already gone. And I won't ever see you again. If that happens, I don't think I could ever recover. It would kill me.

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