It was April 30, 2018. Shayne's funeral took place on this very date. Over 30 people had attended but 1 meant the most. Me. Yes, I love Willow but I love Shayne. He was my best friend and now he's dead.
"We are all joined here today for remembrance of a young adult who had died on March 18, 2018...", the man continued but I couldn't bare to listen anymore. I was in my own world, with my own thoughts.
Willow had called me, I actually answered. She called to see how I was doing. I wasn't fine and I never will be. I will never be...
