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i rember his favourt colour was yellow.
i rember how scared his breath was cold on my face after we would argue.
i rember his face when he landed a new trick.
i rember how he used to hold me tight when i got scared in storms.
i rember when he said he would never let go.

letting go of someone you love, that you trust, that you wanted to be apart of your life forever isnt easy, i am yet to meet a person who would state that they take the task with ease.
its scary, how in one second how things can change.
that the person that was holding on let go and with that your hole life spirls down, with there broken grip into a pool of nothing into a world where everything is a blurr and nothing feels right.

im stuck there
i rember the night he left.
i rember the last phone call from him.
i rember the very next day.
i rember his funeral.