I spent the entire funeral sitting in silence.
With a straight face.
Until they asked me to do a speech.
A speech about you.
About how much you were loved.
Were.
They used the past tense.
I didn't.
I didn't love you when you were alive.
I mean, I did, but I still do.
I have loved you since I met you,
and I will love you until the end of time.
Contrary to the wedding vows,
death will not make us part.
Because,
I love you, Phil.
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FanfictionPhil is gone. Dan only has the messages. -- Potentially triggering.