tofuu- for him

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y/n pov.

i walked up to the front and stood in front of the microphone. looking up i saw tear streaked faces and im sure mine was the same. i glanced at his friends and their sad smiles because this was for him and we won't let him be forgotten.

i unfolded the paper i had written on before i just dropped it to the floor and stared out.

"um, i think when its all over it just comes back in flashes..you know." i took a breath and let a tear slide down my face before i glanced back at the casket.

"like a kaleidoscope of memories, but it all just comes back.....but he never will." i glanced around and saw his family smiling at me. i looked down to my feet before i continued my speech that was pure feelings.

"i think part of me knew this would happen, hurt , it wasn't really anything he said...or anything he did, it was..the feeling that came along with it. feeling needed...." i wiped my eyes when i looked up at everyone before i smiled and dropped my hands to my side.

"and crazy thing is...i don't ever know if i'm ever going to feel that way again...loved" noticing that while i was talking everyone had a slight smile, they were all listening and all i needed right now was to be heard by someone.

"but i don't know if i should, i knew his world moved too fast and burned too bright" i looked back at him before i placed a hand on the casket as i continued speaking as i looked down at his lifeless face.

"but i just thought...how could the devil be pulling me towards someone who looked so much like an angel when he smiles at you." i smiled down at him as i imagined his playful face and all the memories.

"maybe he knew that when he saw me, i was lost without him" i looked back at the people sitting in their seats cradling tissues in their laps. i stood up tall as i turned back to them all even though they could hear everything i was saying from where i was previously stood. 

"i think that the worst part of it all wasn't losing him...it was losing me...the person i was with him" his parents were in tears, more tears than i'd ever seen them shed so far.

"i need you, but ill be strong without you joe. ill love you forever. we all will." i whispered the last part into the microphone before i scrunched my hand up and returned to my seat.

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so no one really requested this but i felt like writing this, i was inspired by that speech that i wrote out, its not mine but i heard it somewhere and its very touching.


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