Talking

Many sleepless nights we spent talking about life and death love and loss.   

He always had a calm sense of peace about it all.  His view on life and death was not “typical”. Death was interesting to him but not in an unnatural or creepy way.  

I remember I was always the one with all the questions.  I was always the one never satisfied.  

I don’t know why things had to turn out the way they did.  

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