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let's take it one step at a time.

Death is an interesting thing. A slap in the face, a clock ticks, and there you go. I don't know to get this off me, I really don't know what to say. Simple wavelengths communicate that it's over somebody, that tomorrow, you'll never see them again. And just like that, life ends. I can't... no se que decirte, ni que escribir. Estas cosas te pegan de una forma que no te puedo describir. Escuchar tus lagrimas las ponen en mis ojos, I look for the brightness in everything, but now, everything seems dark.

You want me to walk outside, and continue my life, you want me to keep going, but I really don't know how.

Saying that things happen for a reason is truly a simple way of feeling at ease, but when that reason is far beyond me, and when the science in me tries to understand what goes on, it falls into puzzlement, far beyond anything in the realm of my understanding.

It happens, I know, but the science of emotion is one we do not quantify. Sorry Psych, you can't win. But you are the acknowledgment of its existence.

I dont know what to think. I will go sit.

I'm back. I don't know what to say, I don't know what to do. I need to breathe. I need to walk. I'm off. Things happen. Let's move on with time. Take all the time you need, take a deep breathe, and head into the future. There is nothing you can do, this is a step, that I shall climb. I'll hold your hand, and take you through it, I'll hold your hand, and help you through the ruins.

I'm sorry life hits you so hard. I'm sorry, life has treated you like this. I am just here to say I'm sorry, for these things, but also, that I am here for you, to hold your hand, and help you keep on forward.

I'm here for whatever you need my love.

te quiero,
qk.

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