People often compare tragedies to wounds that heal with time. But losing someone close leaves a gaping hole in your heart. And you would find yourself falling in it from time to time. You climb out of it and go on with your life, but the pain never really goes away.
My dads best friend passed away in 2019 and every now and again he goes
“Why did that idiot have to go and die”
“Mela and this dying nonsense of his”
“This is a job for that one that decided to die”