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This is a story of a cliffhanger, clinging on for his dearest life. He could feel his fingernails slowly tearing away from his skin as he hung miles above the surface of the reaper’s reach.

And then he remembered how he carved their names in the sand, and how this world has once again loosened its grip on his hands. Well it scares him how vividly he could recall, that day he was replaced with grief, despair and nothing more. His legs buckled under the hefty weight of the truth, as the sinking sensation permeates his consciousness like a sedative.

At the funeral, they said his father had been a brave man and was too young to die, and the child he had been asked, “Why hadn’t he told me goodbye?” All he left was a mourning crowd in the dark shroud, a rusted pocket watch and a sleek fountain pen he would bring around. And he questions, “How many lives have not been saved?” Where does he put his faith in when God seems so far away?

Fifteen years have gone but the wounds still hurt the same, “I’ve got to be truthfully honest but the days have not gotten better ever since.” We think about these fleeting years, instantly gone for good. I never blamed you and I never would - but I’d go back in time, if only I could.

Love will be forever, it’s a promise that will last. So smile, live, love and move on, now that my time with you has passed. “Grieve not for me, you are the backbone of this family tree”, that resonating whisper he found so familiar would finally set him free.

If a child’s love could build a stairway and this hurtful longing could pave a lane, I’d walk the path to heaven just to bring you back again.

There’s nothing left to say except I miss you everyday.

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