There are times when I look at his pictures and smile fondly. There are times when I look at his pictures and sadness overcomes me. Sometomes, there's a tiny hope in me that one day we'll wake up and this'll all have been a dream and he'll be here. But I also know it's never going to happen. It's so amazing the lives he touched, the way he let the light of God shine so brightly through him.
Sometimes, your smile still gets to me, nad I can't help but feel a kind of regret. However, I know this is for the best, and I'm not letting it get me down.
Yup.
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