Morning Gifts

I thought my first night outside the hospital would be terrifying, I imagined I would be accompanied by nightmares and fears, and even thought I might break down again and be sent back to the dull white room in the hospital.

And honestly, that might have been the case, if it wasn’t for that late night call.

We only hang up when the call was a little above five hours long, Nathaniel refused to hang up without making sure I was alright, I don’t know how he knew what I needed, but for almost an hour he kept on whispering small nothings to me through the phone, and it worked like magic, it felt like he took my hand and escorted me out of the circle I was trapped in, the one of sickness and sec