I've felt myself at such a low point when I lost someone forever, I honestly had no way to ease it. Even now the devastation is still the same, it never changes. But, life is a choice. I chose to keep going through everything by trying to accept it even though the devastation was still there, but I didn't just stay silent. I made myself do something that made me happy and as if the incident was a little distracted. However, I still can't lie, every night, every hour, every second, I still cry over his departure, remembering his figure who is gone, still lamenting all the events that have happened that day.