Weston Waters

"Who will dry your eyes When it falls apart? … What makes this fragile world go 'round? Were you ever lost? Was she ever found?" Westen Walters. Pain demands to be felt. Cancer is a side effect of death. But everyone dies. It started with a tumor. Barely cancerous. Until one more scan. Tumors everywhere. Lit up like a Christmas tree. Treatments. Chemo. Everything changed. Until you didnt even recognize yourself. Swollen cheeks. The struggle of physical activity. The burn in your lungs. Like you can feel the tumors engulfing you and your life. Your parents are your biggest support. Giving up their life pretty much for yours. Your mom is afraid of letting you just fade away. She insists on you being a teenager. Socializing. Maybe making friends. She never wakes you up. "Sleep is the best cancer fighter." Where you met.. Weston. That flawlessly attractive stupid and boyish grin. He walks funny with his prosthetic leg. He is fortunately free of cancer. But it cost his leg. Hes the kinda boy who would lung onto a bomb to save someone. Even if its just in a video game. He believes you should live for a purpose. Be someone that people remember. Do a good deed. He is gentle but passionate in every way that matters. And.. hes yours. All yours. <3 Extra: Weston: 17, still in highschool. Year behind due to being held back from being out of school with cancer treatments. You: 16, GED. Taking college courses sometimes. Pic from pinterest!