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When I found out you died I scrambled and panicked. Not because you were gone, but needing proof of your presence. I checked the last texts and tore up my bed I want to throw. up. From the last words we said. Your friends never knew because you kept me From you. But then you died. Your efforts to compartmentalize your loved ones for fear of being seen.. Crashed When you did. You gave us no choice, leaving us alone. Your sweet guarded soul, childlish but protective. I want to push and shake you, For being so reckless! We came together though, after you left. Your mom and sis did lanterns and we almost burned down the sky, You would’ve laughed so hard while all of us cried. I talked to your roomies, and their girlfriends too Crazy how much we really all loved you. One night I drove up and sat on your bed. Amelia let me in— it’s healing, She said. I took one of your hoodies, and it still smells like you’re here Smothering into it, makes our love feel so pure. I think about you always, and I’m still So mad and Desperately sad. You lived so fast. Speeding until the end, Surrounded by fire. I pray you weren’t there, or at least were unconscious Because Your pain ending in pain wouldn’t be right It’s been two months and I still cuddle your hoodie at night.

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23 Is Too Young To Die

When I found out you died I scrambled and panicked. Not because you were gone, but needing proof of your presence. I checked the last texts and tore up my bed I want to throw. up. From the last words we said. Your friends never knew because you kept me From you. But then you died. Your efforts to compartmentalize your loved ones for fear of being seen.. Crashed When you did. You gave us no choice, leaving us alone. Your sweet guarded soul, childlish but protective. I want to push and shake you, For being so reckless! We came together though, after you left. Your mom and sis did lanterns and we almost burned down the sky, You would’ve laughed so hard while all of us cried. I talked to your roomies, and their girlfriends too Crazy how much we really all loved you. One night I drove up and sat on your bed. Amelia let me in— it’s healing, She said. I took one of your hoodies, and it still smells like you’re here Smothering into it, makes our love feel so pure. I think about you always, and I’m still So mad and Desperately sad. You lived so fast. Speeding until the end, Surrounded by fire. I pray you weren’t there, or at least were unconscious Because Your pain ending in pain wouldn’t be right It’s been two months and I still cuddle your hoodie at night.