2 days later, 6:08pm

from that night, I want to remember, if nothing else, this:

JKm is lying by my left side; I am sitting with my knees drawn up. we are thinking, independently, of the last year. I turn my tearful face from the sky to his. we look at each other, bare. open, for the last time.

we both smile

it is bittersweet

it is painful

it is the end

but it was still a smile

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