'I don't think it's very nice to walk around my head all night
You got me tangled like a bread tie-twisted
I don't think it's fair
Do you?'
Cage the Elephant is amazing, but tonight it was especially true. I was thinking about my dad and mom, how little I knew about them both. I've spent long hours thinking about them all the time, but no closeur comes. I rolled over and looked out the window, the moon was out and it was beautiful and full. Sometimes when I look at the moon, I think of angels. All dressed in grey and white and singing in their happiness, the moon is where it's at. Everything wants to fall apart inside of me, but nothing wants to let go. A tear slowly rolled down face, then another, then another, I was weeping in my sleep for no reason at all. 'Dad, Mom," I whispered through my wavering voice, " I wish you could be here with me....."
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I awoke in a frenzy, my alarm had gone off again. I shut it off the first time it went off, and now it went off again like my head was trapped in a bell and someone was pounding on it. I fell out of my bed and hit the alarm. There was a lovely view of the ceiling from my spot on the floor. I hoisted myself up and went down stairs.
As I reached the kitchen there was a note on the table,
'Gone out, be back soon,
G'
Cool, I had the house to myself. I walked into Dr. Grimmsley's room because I had nothing better to do and I haven't seen it yet. I walked in and it smelled of hard cologne I walked over to the mirror and stood infront of it. I completely forgot to shave, I had this scraggly beard thing...like my dad. I walked into the bathroom and grabbed a razor, but I looked closely at myself, maybe there was something of my dad I wanted to keep. I ran back to my room and quickly got dressed and ran outside. It was a cool day and I walked at a brisk pace to the crepery that was at the end of the road.
I bought a strawberry chocolate crepe and sunk my teeth into it, chocolate and strawberries were meant to be together.
That's when I heard it. The crash was defening. Time slowed as I dropped my crepe on the floor and I ran outside with everyone else. Ther was the car. There was Dr. Grimmsley's car. There was Dr. Grimmsley thrown out of his car door and on the ground. People tried to hold me back as I sprinted to his side. His eyes fluttered. His opened. He smiled. His eyes closed. His chest dropped. A single tear rolled from my face and splattered on his face. Then I noticed, he didn't have his glasses on.
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Watching the EMTs put a cloth over your therapist's body is one thing, it's different with a friend. We didn't leave on good terms and that thought roiled in my stomach. I felt completely sick as I sat on the curb with a police investigator sitting with her arm around me. She let me use her phone to call Raechel. I was completely bawling by the time she got there and she grabbed me up and we went into the car. We drove home, no music played, just the slow shattering sound of my tears on my jeans. Not only was I crying for Dr. Grimmsley, but I cried for the world losing this great mind.
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The obituary came out the day after, Raechel was in shock.
'Kyle Grimmsley, PhD, Medical Doctor
Not much information was found. The family refused to give us information, said they disowned him for drugs and alcohol. He used them to deal with his depression and he was drunk before he crashed and died on the scene.
Police Investigator Growcowicz'
Raechel's tears put holes in the paper. She couldn't believe that she let me stay with him. The weird smell in his room was apparently alcohol and weed. The police came and asked me questions, but I ended up breaking down. I told them I didn't know anything and they left.
The funeral was tomorrow and Dr. Grimmsley had broken his promise.
"I loved him," Raechel mumbled.
"What?" I said thorugh tears.
"I loved him. We were going to go on a picnic that afternoon and they found a love letter from him to me in his pocket when they searched him. I will never read it though. It will hurt too much when I do, I never want to know how much he loved me."
"Raechel...mom," the words didn't come out so easily, " sometimes, love is the most powerful medicine there is and I know that now. Read the note, read it out loud."
Raechel took the note from the table and opened it.
{Dearest Raechel,
I love you with all my heart and I hope you understand. I'm not very good with this love idea but I want to make it work. I love you so much, I'll love you until I die and then some. I'll love you too the ends of the earth and the end of time and until we both die and our together in our graves. No real words could describe how I feel for you, it's a burning fire I cannot quell. I love I love you I love, that's all I can say and nothing matters right now but you. Ask Jasper if he gives me his blessing to court you and ask him if he is alright with me, we are still not on goof terms. I love you so so so ever so much.
Love,
Kyle}
Raechel broke down, so did I. I was so sorry I never forgave him for what happened. Everything also makes sense when it's gone.
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