Author's Note: The shortest story I've ever written but whatever.
Summary: The things Caspar does sometimes.
Sometimes, Caspar would sit the fire and right Joe letters. Letters never replied to.
Sometimes, Caspar would go to the store and bring him flowers. Flowers that would never touch the skin of those it intended for.
Sometimes, Caspar would look at the pictures of them together. Pictures in broken frames and broken glass, shattered in pieces on the floor.
And sometimes, Caspar would just sit beside Joe's grave and weep.
"Do not stand at my grave and weep.
I am not there; I do not sleep."
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