Sobs echo throughout the vicinity, everyone shedding tear after tear. Everybody loved you. We all want you back...
Your casket lies at the front of the room, and I walk toward it with shaky legs. With every step I take, my heart beats faster. When I finally arrive in front of it I reach out and touch the side of it, running my hand over the smooth wood. I lay a bouquet of lilacs, white foxglove, and pale pink snapdragons to the side, where other flowers lay. I thought you would appreciate them. Leaning forward, I'm so close to peeking into the casket to get one last look at you, when the lump in my throat tightens and I sprint to the nearest bathroom.
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Home. I'm home. I don't want to think about today... Don't want to think about you laying in that casket - I dart to the bathroom, emptying the contents of my stomach once again. I lay my head on the smooth porcelain, the cold biting into my cheek, soothing my nerves. I couldn't look at you... I couldn't. I'm so sorry...
I couldn't look at you... But I know that you're as beautiful as ever.
