Summer really struggled last night, the headaches and dizziness were beyond what she could bear. I sat with her in my arms the whole night while she was crying in complete agony. Every single second was pure torture for me, once again I cannot help her. Just the way that her body trembled in my arms was enough to render me helpless. I cannot protect the woman I love, what type of man does that make me.
After much protest this morning, I brought her out to the park. It is early morning and the sun is just starting to tickle the horizon. I lead her towards some shaded trees right in the middle of almost nowhere. The smell of sweet flowers that are coming into bloom fills the air. Nearby on a tree branch sits a bird humming a beautiful song welcoming the new day. The rest of the park almost seems quiet; it's peaceful, it's perfect.