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I can only that is because we go on and the promises of Heaven that your family raised you to believe is legitimate. If only I could have you again. Most would say something like "If only for one more day."
That wouldn't cut it, I want you in my circle of friends. I want to share in your merriment and shoulder your tears. Just as the others want that.
I live with the truth that I will never see you again, unless my death should come, and only if my awareness should survive. This is cruelty of the highest order.
Goodbye, Row Boat Heck.
Death has wronged us all by taking you from us. Your death too soon and unnatural, what more proof is needed that the good die young? Even now, four months later I can barely contain my tears. I don't want to believe it's true, I still want to believe you'll message me and claim it's all one giant misunderstanding. Even though the evidence for that outcome is now thinner than the skeleton you've been reduced to.