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Never forget
Never forget
  • I'll never forget the first time he said he loved me.  That stupid note he had cross out the letter but left a drawing of a girl kissing a skeleton. The irony  flooding my vanes, now,  as if he could predict the future. Me standing over his dead body wondering how this happened. The first futural I had ever gone to. 
Looked over his coffin and, touched his cheek as I had done so many times before. For the first time his skin was completely shaved it felt so weird he never shaved inless he had to. I found my hand moving down his chest and grabbed his hand it was cold to the touch like icicles but that wasn't  unusual  he always complained of being hot and cold room.
On our first date we went ice-skating he got frostbite and that's what I'm going to remember.  Frostbite fingertips is the last thing I'm going to remember about the love of my life. I keep looking at him over the side of the coffin. His eyes shut thinking that he was going to open them start laughing and say it was a prank the most elaborate well planned prank he's ever done but he doesn't and so I say "Wake up. Wake up. Wake up. Wake up. Why won't you open your eyes, hold my hand tight like you used to."
All of a sudden I see blood on him a scarred lip that suddenly opened he's bleeding he's crying. I don't remember anything. I don't know how this happened.  I don't know where I've been. Who did it?
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