“Will you still love me if I go crazy?” she spit the words out before the fear of his
answer could stop her from asking. “You’re not going to go crazy.” he said as he
fought exhaustion. He seemed to shrug off her question, not realizing the intensity in
what she was asking him. “Yes though, I would love you,” he replied as if to humor
her random musings. He lay beside her in her dorm room and soon was fast asleep,
leaving her to think about his answer.
She knew he was wrong for she already felt herself detaching from reality. She knew
neither of them could perceive what was to come but she hoped his love would
remain long after her mind was gone.