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>you will never see the light flood into the room as serval opens the door and visits you in the hospital
>you will never smell your favorite flowers that she went out to pick for you before she arrived
>you will never see that orange hair and smiling face enter the room resembling a sun
>you will never hear her indulge you in all the details of her day
>you will never see her ears twitch with every beep of the life support in the silence after her story
>you will never see her composure crack, each beep making her falter visibly stinging her heart and consuming the silence
>you will never tell her that you're going to be okay and that she should stay the strong wildcat she always was
>you will never hear her tell you that you were always her favorite park guide
>you will never hear her recollect all the details of the times you knew each other
>you will never see the sun set and shine orange like the savanna area you met her in
>you will never look at her tears that she fails to hold back
>you will never stroke her face and smile at her the way you always did
>you will never see that smile be returned
>you will never tell her how proud you are of how she became such an adored friend among everyone in the park
>you will never know how much ridicule she endured before you finally gave her guidance and taught her that she was more than a clumsy girl
>you will never stroke her hair and tell you that everything will be okay
>you will never see her explode into a confused and teary eyed mess
>you will never feel her bury your head against your chest
>you will never hear serval sob loudly and clench your gown
>you will never rest your hand on serval's head and hold her hand
>you will never hear serval beg you to stay
>you will never tell serval to stay the happy girl that makes everyone smile
>you will never tell serval that she was always your favorite friend
>your life will never slip between serval's grasp, fading into the black silence
>you will never have these memories to comfort you as hear the flatline