Snow

It's devastating when someone dies, even if you barely ever talked to them, you still knew them, and they're still a human. My hands are shaking and my heart sinks to the ground as I'm typing this, and I can barely breathe properly from how tensed up I am. My mind still wants to deny that you're gone, it somehow still convinces me that you're gonna be back at school the next day and everything will go back to normal. Sadly enough, my mind is only playing games on me.
I can only hope your soul let go of all the pain and sorrows as it flew up to the sky. Spread your wings, sweet angel.

I still believe that it was you who made it snow that Sunday, it was so beautiful. For once in a while, I have gotten out of my rotten room and headed outside. That night, I took a long walk, and all I could think of was you. It was genuinely a beautiful night.
I'm sorry I couldn't go to your funeral, as I was really sick. If I ever visit you by your grave, I will bring you some pretty flowers. If only I knew what your favorites were...

Rest In Peace, Tresa.

28/11/2023