We lost a good person who wanted love. Which he had but I blame myself for his death even though it was bound to happen. He had adenocarcinoma and died from it. We both had a deep talk about it and he said "I won't promise to anything but I'll fight this" which meant he wasn't going to promise he'd stay alive but he would try to fight what he was diagnosed with. He fought it alright but I guess God had other plans. He was caring, adoring, loving, funny, gentle, a gentleman, respectful, kind, sweet, nice, and had a big heart. I told him that I fell in love with his personality. And he fell in love with mine. He saw the goodness in me when I didn't. He was my light when I was in the dark. He was my reason to live. I do want to end it because it seems like I have nothing to live for but he wouldn't want that, he'd want me to be happy. I'll live for you, babyboy. It's okay to grieve but we have to let go even if it is hard too. Grayson? I'm letting you go. You're always in my heart. Gone but never forgotten ♡
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