Seeing him as a dead man, my heart sank as a hundred million pieces. The broken words that were stuck in my mouth were not to be spit out. I feel like I can no longer catch a bit of breath. Holding on to your hand that is turning cold, knowing it will never be warm again….made my heart hurt.
With a broken heart right now, I am not to admit myself as a broken person. I am not in pieces, I can do without you, no matter how hard it is….
I held my tears from bursting out….
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