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Day 42: Your best friend just died, what is your reaction. (x)
Pray.
Cry. (And when I do, the tears are blood).
Mourn a bit. A lot.
But I won’t regret anything. I would write down every memory that would be a crime to ever forget. I would print out every photo I had of him to make sure his face would be in my memory for all time. I would ask for his iTouch for a day or two and listen to every song he’s ever listened to. I would linger in sorrow for a few days. Maybe weeks. I would write everything in my head about him until my muse for him runs out (which would be never).
But I wouldn’t let his death become my life. He would never have forgiven me for it. He would forgive me anything except that. He would want me to keep burning. He would want me to live like he was still there, constantly berating me to get on the right track of my life. He wouldn’t want me to stop living. So I wouldn’t.
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