Dear Diary,
Today was the funeral. I couldn't stop crying for the last few days but today, I felt nothing. During the entire thing I did not shed a single tear. I feel numb, I feel nothing. My friend Sophia was with me the entire time, as well as Zoe. They both told me I had to cry, but I just couldn't. I couldn't even talk. After the service there was an open mike, because Lou (the guy who died) had requested that for his funeral. I almost fell apart then, but somehow I did not. Everyone had a story of him, or a song he likes, or liked. I said noting, I couldn't go up. Now I wish I did.
I wish he never died.
I wish I knew he was dying.
I wish they never left.
I wish I wasn't so pig headed.
I wish I visited him.
I wish that I had said something.
I wish I could feel something, even the saddness of his passing.
I wish he never left.
I wish.
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Lifes Truths
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