Awake

Day twenty three,

I took the day off from work today. It's been twenty-three days since Ana's been in the hospital. I spent the whole day with her in her ward, just talking to her. The nurses came in every now and then to check on her, give her some shots, and clean her up.

I told her about everything that's been going on while she's been here. How work's been, what's happening with the neighbors, and all the little things that have been on my mind. She couldn't respond, but I liked to think she could hear me.

The nurses were gentle and nice, I don't know if it's because I was there but, they're always gentle with her, making sure she was comfortable. They changed her sheets and helped move her around for blood circulation.

Sometimes I wonder if she knew I was here. If she could feel my presence or hear my voice. I hoped she could. I missed her so much.

I told her about our dates, about how cheeky and sassy she was and how it made me smile. I told her about our first date, how beautif