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No.
That’s all.
No.

It’s not real.
It’s not true.
It’s not my life.
It’s not Coleman’s.
It’s for sure not Jason’s.
He’s coming back.

I still sometimes look at a photo and think these thoughts.
I still sometimes remember a memory and think these thoughts.
I still sometimes hear a story and think these thoughts.
I’m forgetting what it’s like to have him here.
And I think these thoughts.

No.
He’s coming back.
Of course he is.
I will not forget.
I cannot forget.

I wish I wasn’t forgetting.
No.✊🏻💙