Just say it: he's dead

And I never thought I could hurt like this

we lost him?

he passed away?

no.

he's dead.

and to say anything different is a filthy fucking lie.

And soon you realize nothing will ever be the same.

And soon you realize you don't know who you are without him.

And soon you realize you were never really as strong as you thought you were.

And the hollow words of
'he wouldn't want you to be like this'
don't do a damn thing for me.

of course he wouldn't want me to be like this.

but he's not here to stop me

:that's the point.