-First all you feel is shock.
Then, the realization hits you.
Anguish, sadness, sorrow, pain so much pain.
-Your heart aches, it feels as though it's being squeezed by a iron steel hand.
-The time you last saw them comes spinning back to your mind. Was it really not that long ago?
-They try to comfort, say I know the feeling too.
You know the same feelings are running through their heads. But you can't seem to cope, they try, but you can't.
-The shock disperses, but the pain stays clear. The iron steel grip on your heart, seems to grow tighter.
-A new feeling emerges....anger. At who though? The doctors? The nurses maybe? Or at yourself?
-It's not any ones fault though, especially not yours. They didn't know, no one knew. It was to late by then anyways.
-The timing was unexpected, not planned out. For us of course, it always happens too soon. For others not soon enough. Either way, someone higher knew it was time.
-They always seem to leave us, in different ways. By sickness, wounds, disease, starvation or famine. But always ending in death.
-Soon all you feel is numb. Numb from everything, emotionless. Your eyes cloud over staring blankly at everything, as though you were lost in space or were looking at a blank wall for hours.
-This numbness will last for days, weeks, months, maybe years. Even when you confront what you wished weren't true, your eyes still cloud over with the numbness.
-You put on a fake smile. To appease everyone, to make it seem as though your still holding on. That your not really broken and going down on the inside. You laugh at jokes like you once did, making them believe your better. But your not, your tired, broken, and in pain.
-Years gone by you remember the sorrow and other emotions that drowned out their help. More of a memory now, then it once was. The sting of it is still there, with the others in your heart. But this time the smile is not fake, and the laugh is not forced.
-Your better, you've healed since then, you remember that life is short and unfair and you have to live it to the fullest to make it long.
-You live, breath, feel, and you survive. The pain is gone, but the memories you hold never will disappear.
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