Death

Mar 2, 2012

I feel as though death is something that cannot be truly understood until it is experienced first hand. There are so many things I am feeling. I have come to realize that there is nothing more profound and absolute than death. Part of me keeps thinking that maybe he'll "get better" or "come back", or that this is somehow fixable. Like every other problem I've had in my life, I am searching for a way for this to be fixed. But then I am quickly, and painfully, reminded that there is nothing I can do. That there is nothing anyone can do, and that he is simply gone. Just like that. I have thought countless times about what it must feel like to