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like i said,, chances are low but not zero ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
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You still remember what Sora looked like, her copery-gold hair which looked like threads of fire under the sun, her golden eyes that held so much light that they could light the entire solar system and that smile which would close her eyes and show crow’s feet. Oh, you remember her and miss her dearly.
You regret the moment you walked out of the hospital six weeks ago thinking that not visiting your dying friend anymore who was sufferimg from a terminal illness would lessen the grief after her death. Instead, it worsened it a thousand times more. You regret not being there for Yamada Sora's, your best friend’s, last moments.
The memory is imprinted on your mind, like fresh footprints down a muddy path, Sora’s casket being lowered as you kept on muttering strings of ‘I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry I was not there, I'm sorry’ full of shame and regret.
Sora was not meant to die. She was meant to rule the skies, her hands were meant to help more people, her mouth was meant to more words of kindness, her feet were meant to walk the path of greatness. Sora was meant to live.
The truth hurts.
And the truth is—Sora is dead. She is six feet under and she is not coming back. Ever.
(The gods laugh from heaven—this is the curse of living—live with grief!)
You open the leather-bound book which used to be Sora’s journal. Her sister told you that Sora wanted you to have it. Even in her dying moments, even when you abandoned her, she still thought about you.
I'm sorry, you say softly, as if the words were deliverance of your sins.
Skimming through the pages that included Sora’s past time-tables and what not you finally reach the page titled ‘Bucket List’ which is filled with several incomplete dreams of the dead girl. You run your fingers over the taped flower as you read through the list. Some points had been cut off such as ‘Stay awake for 48 hours’ and ‘Save a Life’. (You remember both events vividly, well because it's Sora we're talking about, she would obviously drag you into whatever she was upto.)
Just below ‘Save a Life’ is another dream written.
