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She was June and he was her Johnny Cash...never one without the other...

"You stay awake, do you hear me? Don't you dare close your eyes! Please! Please don't forget me!"
"I...I can't." My vision blurred, and I felt dizzy as he carried me on his back. The blood was slowly drying on my face, making it feel sticky. I wanted nothing more than to sleep...to drift away from this world...it was torturous anyway. I never remembered in time anyway.

TW: MENTIONS OF DEATH, SUICIDE, MENTAL HEALTH, AND STRONG LANGUAGE!!1