Once you're gone you can never come back, when you're out of the blue and into the black
It's the funeral tomorrow. Time to say goodbye to Kev.
I just want it to be over with. I still don't quite believe he's gone, I can't seem to get my head around it. But he is and the stark reality of that is going to hit us all like a sledgehammer tomorrow as we walk into the crematorium and sit in rows in front of a coffin containing our friend. I feel so powerless. I want to fight it, I don't want to just walk in and sit there and accept he's gone. It feels wrong to just behave myself and do as I'm told as if it's completely fine for Kev to be taken away never to come back.
Why do people have to die like this? Decades too early, completely without warning. It's so unfair.
I just want it to be over with. I still don't quite believe he's gone, I can't seem to get my head around it. But he is and the stark reality of that is going to hit us all like a sledgehammer tomorrow as we walk into the crematorium and sit in rows in front of a coffin containing our friend. I feel so powerless. I want to fight it, I don't want to just walk in and sit there and accept he's gone. It feels wrong to just behave myself and do as I'm told as if it's completely fine for Kev to be taken away never to come back.
Why do people have to die like this? Decades too early, completely without warning. It's so unfair.