To fix a broken heart

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*Michael's pov, two weeks later*

I walked up to the podium, my note cards in my hand. As I walked past the casket containing y/n's body, I glanced at her, knowing that this was the last time I'd ever see her beautiful face. I gulped and began to read my speech. "Y/n was one of the most amazing girls I have ever met. She was so kind. So thoughtful. So beautiful. I didn't know her for long, but the time I knew her was the best time of my life. The time I spent with her was so perfect. Almost magical. I wish I had the chance to spend more time with y/n, but I guess heaven needs another angel. The pain I feel over the loss of y/n is so great, I can't begin to describe it. But I know this pain will ease over time. However, we must not let time make us forget about this beautiful, amazing girl. I never told her how much she meant to me. How much I loved her. But I know she knows. Y/n was the best thing that ever happened to me. She was the only one who knew how to fix my broken heart."

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