The hardest part

He's gone. Dats da reality. No more jokes. No more hugs. No more fight. No more bedtime stories. No more laugh. No more.... The end had come all too soon.. I dont tell people exactly how I feel especially family n close frens cuz i juz want them to act normal.. like nothing happened. It hurts more if they pity me.. or say sorry.. or ask me if im ok.. I juz want everybody to act like usual.. My heart skips few beats if people talked bout him. If I feel like crying I juz play guitar or sketch or go jogging. It's hard now when I realise dat all this time dat I tried I was actually living a lie... And it hurts even more now.. When im not mad anymore it cuts like samurai.. Huhu