What is grief, if not love persevering?
I avoid death fics like the plague and I have no idea why this came to me or where it came from. It just did.
I’m sorry boys, I love you.
The sky has no limit. No borders. These days he always looks at the sky, no matter where he is. Wherever he goes, they go together.
The sky is the same cerulean color as his heart’s eyes. The gentle breeze, a soft caress. The sun, the most brilliant of smiles. The moon at night, a silver head of hair.
Memories everywhere. A whole lifetime in the blink of an eye. Now he remembers for two.
Eternity will reunite them. They will have forever. Until then, the tears on his face will be lost in those that fall from the sky.
Thank you for reading.
Special thanks to MatSir for being there and helping me cope with the trauma of killing one of my favorite characters.
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