I Wish That We Could Both Be There
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earlier, i was sorting through some old photographs with my dad when one of us messing around on the computer fell out of the album.
i didn't tell my dad that you were dead, so obviously his first reaction was to say; "that's E*, isn't it? what happened to her? you never talk about her anymore! you two seemed so close.."
how do i explain that you've been dead for two years? how do i tell someone i love that you committed suicide, because of me? i nearly let the cat out of the bag, as the saying goes, but like always; i chickened out at the very last second.
i said; "oh, she moved away. we swapped email addresses, promised to stay in contact, but gradually, we just drifted apart. we haven't spoken for months."
he said; "i see. that's a shame."
i said; "yeah."
i didn't tell my dad that you were dead, so obviously his first reaction was to say; "that's E*, isn't it? what happened to her? you never talk about her anymore! you two seemed so close.."
how do i explain that you've been dead for two years? how do i tell someone i love that you committed suicide, because of me? i nearly let the cat out of the bag, as the saying goes, but like always; i chickened out at the very last second.
i said; "oh, she moved away. we swapped email addresses, promised to stay in contact, but gradually, we just drifted apart. we haven't spoken for months."
he said; "i see. that's a shame."
i said; "yeah."
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*i am NOT mentioning any names in here, apart from my own. any people i speak about will either be portrayed as *your name* or the initial of their forename. privacy matters, you know?