it's weird having someone you know die. the fact that they're gone doesn't really sink in unless you're around them on a daily basis. to me, you're still very much alive. i can remember our conversations, i can hear your voice, see your face. what is death anyways? there are living people whom i can't remember. i've forgotten faces, voices, entire memories, yet they still live. i think you die twice. once physically. the second time comes around when theres no one left to remember you