It's funny. All that I ever knew being reduced to a jar of dust and bones.
When i opened the cap, i picked out one of your bones. it was part of your spine.
You were cremated on Wednesday at 3. is that why i was followed by so many insects that day? an ant in the library, a flying ant and a moth at home that sat silently beside me on the table as I studied, like you would always accompany me while you were alive.
For im a fool who has romantic ideas about death.
When the nurse handed you to me, it was a strange feeling. you were so heavy in life, and still are in death. Tomorrow will be 7 days since you left. im excited, and i will be waiting.
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