Smoking

by Hunter Higashionna

 

“Laugh, smile, and be strong.”

“Be you.”

That’s what he always said besides, “ Let’s go get ice cream,” or, “Let’s go get cake.”

All my life, all I can remember was me spending my time with him.

From golfing, eating, and eating again, that’s what we basically did together.

 

Smoke, stinky.

That got in the way of continuing.

He’s gone now.

One step out of the room and he sleeps for eternity.

Smoking, took something important away from me.

Horrible.

R.I.P Beloved Grandpa and Best Friend.

Irreplaceable.

 

Missing him forever.

Crying, everyday.

Heartbroken.

Crying…

But then, I stopped altogether.

Ever since November 21st 2013.

I stopped crying altogether.

Too sad to cry anymore, cause my heart stopped, shredded to pieces in an instant.

Smoking, took my best friend from me.