Sometimes it's hard to look at pictures of you. It's hard to face the reality that you're gone gone, never coming back. Never going to call again. Never going to text again. Never going to visit again.
It's hard to look at your smiling face, but also hard to look at your lonesome, far off face. Sometimes it feels like you were a long dream that followed me around. Then suddenly the dream ended, and you vanished completely from my life.
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