4. Never more
I knew this day would come, but how could one be prepared for such a loss? For all that I had known of death – we had lost many dear friends through violent death or slow decay – I could never understand, how shall I live with a shattered fea?
I remember how I would trace the lines on your face and how you would smile at me with your eyes full of light and love. I miss your laugh and your dry humour, you would always find something humorous in the most awkward situations.
And you would comfort me when my heart was heavy with the memory of my family.
But with you gone there is no comfort now to be found, I am truly left behind.
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