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Don’t think of him as gone away

his journey’s just begun,

life holds so many facets

this earth is only one.

Just think of him as resting

from the sorrows and the tears

in a place of warmth and comfort

where there are no days and years.

Think how he must be wishing

that we could know today

how nothing but our sadness

can really pass away.

And think of him as living

in the hearts of those he touched…

for nothing loved is ever lost

and he was loved so much.

I’m not sure there’s a dry eye around me. It’s a perfect poem for the occasion and I’ll have to make sure to tell Remi thank you.

“He is loved so much. So so much.” Mom wipes her eyes and sniffles. “Always and forever.”

“Always and forever.” I kiss mom’s cheek and hug her and dad before the game starts.

All while never letting go of Asher’s hand.

* * *

Another week passes.

I fight and make it to one class. But ten minutes in, I freak out when I realize how much I’ve missed, how behind I am, and how there’s no way I’ll be able to catch up.

My professor drones on and on but my thoughts race and I can’t focus. I rub my sweaty palms on my thighs and my breathing picks up in speed. A sharp pain shoots through my stomach and that’s it. I’m done.

I gather my stuff and walk out of class. In the hallway, I pick up speed and jog until I’m outside. I stop at the bottom of the building steps, drop my bag, and bend over with my hands on my knees.

I try to breathe, in and out, slow and steady, but I can’t. Instead, I gasp for air as I choke on a sob.

Fuck!

Why!

Why!?

Suddenly, the urge to run takes over. Like something telling me, pushing me,screamingat me to run.

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