I Just Don’t Think I’ll Ever Get Over You
Jun 10th, 2025 by thegooddoctor in 100 Words
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It’s been three months since you died, but it could have been three days or three years. This time, this forever after, is something separate from our former life. Some people thought you a burden, but I was a volunteer, an eager one at that.
Life with you was never a burden. You provided clarity. Companionship. Purpose. The meaning of selflessness.
Now, this existence, this is the burden. Having to live without you is the burden. Not because this life is bad. But because your absence overwhelms even the best moments.
You are the best friend I will ever have.
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