You were what my literal dreams are made of.
Cosmic stardust and magic insides.
You were hoped and prayed for.
Your presence was a constant cause of happiness.
I hope I made you feel loved in late night conversations.
I’m sorry you couldn’t stay.
I hope the sky is beautiful where you are.
My family is falling apart without you.
I don’t know how to not blame my body.
My very being.
Just know, none of the things that have happened are your fault.
You’re perfect and kind.
I hope you live on every time I look up.
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