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Lavender
They largely used to calm someone down and help cure insomnia. They will make one extremely tired of ever swallowed.
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My breathing rose.

"This is his room." And with that she spun around on her heels and hurried off.

My dad placed a hand on my shoulder. I lifted my head from the door to look at him. He gave me a gentle smile and a reassuring squeeze. I turned my attention back to the door and twisted the door knob. It opened with a squeak.

The sight was painful. Several machines are set up through out the room, each one connected to him by dozens of wires. They tangle together obscuring my view of the one I love. Screw liking him because the pain of seeing him like this only proves that it's love. But what hurts even more is knowing he doesn't reciprocate the feelings.

Tears flow from my eyes as I quickly rush to the spot next to him. I cling to this hand and bring it to my lips. I hold it there push all my love at him.

I love you.

It doesn't matter if the person who you love doesn't love you back.

I love you.

I will be here for you if they break your heart.

I love you.

If I have to painfully watch every single date the two of you have together so you can get better so be it.

I love you.

I love you, I love you, I love you.

I love you!

At some point my dad left. People come in and out in waves. Some stay longer then others. Some say something's to Denki despite the fact he can't hear them. Some break down, clinging to others for support. Some hold back the tears, letting others cling to them. Some can't even get through the door way before running away. I don't focus on any of them. I just focus on Denki.

"Excuse me sir, visiting hours are about to end." I finally look away from him and at the nurse.

"Can I p-please stay?" I beg holding tight to his hand with both hands.

She sighs and looks at me then at a machine then back at me. "I guess. Behave." With that she exited the room.

I look back over at him. And take in his features. His soft blonde hair with a stylish lightning bolt. His gentle skin. His full lips. His pink and flushed cheeks. His long eyelashes.

His bright golden eyes are hidden behind his closed lids. By far my favorite feature of his. How they glow when he's happy. How they are filled with electricity when he's scared or excited. How they always, always, show compassion.

I kiss his hand again before letting it rest in my lap.

"I love you."