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At this point, I still don't know.
What was the hardest part?
What IS the hardest part of losing somebody so close, so sudden?
Was it the fact that I couldn't say goodbye,
the fact that it was so unexpected,
seeing other happy families around me living a normal life,
the denial,
the undisputed anger?
Cars, now I hate them.
But I don't.
I love cars, the way they look, how fast they go,
but I still can't help how sick I feel when the driver overtakes.
It makes me panic.
Now I fear that I myself will never be able to feel the freedom you get sat behind the steering wheel.
I fear as though I would sit in the car and just, freeze.
Could the hardest part be not being able to move on?
It's been years yet it still feels like days,
though sometimes it's as if you never existed.
Is it the fear of forgetting, and the guilt that comes with it,
or is it hardest when I have good news to tell you but then remembering that I just can't tell you?
At this point, I still don't know.
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The degenerate way of life
PoetryDifferent situations affect people differently as not one person reacts in the exact same way as another when confronted with what life throws at us. Sometimes it's easier to write your thoughts down, thoughts of anger, sadness, happiness, just anyt...
