He's gone. He's gone and I'm not sure what to say other than
I wish we had, had more time together. I wish I could have only made him happier. Because that's all I've ever wanted for any of us. Just to be happy.
And I guess he was.
June Reynolds was probably the bravest person I'll ever know. I loved him more than I think any human being I've met before.
I can't say I'm not angry but I'm only sad. I only feel an emptiness where he was. This hollowness in me like a vacuum.
I wish I could just chuckle at his jokes and be done with it and move on but I can't. I can't I can't
All I think about is his stupid bangs always getting in his eyes and that stupid goofy grin on his face and his awkward flailing whenever he got embarrassed and how I won't have that anymore.
I don't care how selfish I sound but I want that back
I want my June back.
but that won't happen.