it was raining today, and i want to think the sky cried for him.

there's not many words i can muster up in memory for him, but i want to keep this written down so that i don't forget about this moment.

9:15 am was when he went.

i hope he wasn't in pain, and i hope he knew he was loved. i wish there was more for us to do, but there is little during this state of the world.

i hope he's not in pain anymore, that he can breathe like he did before, move like he was no longer bound by strain and speak freely.

i hope he knows that we are here, we love him and we will miss him.