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My ex’s brother died when she was young but you could still tell her and her family was still connected to it. Like, every time around his birthday they’d go to this one spot their family would always go and just spend time together out of a sense of needing the memory to live on. They still kept his chair too, he had a rocking chair.
I’m not sure how it feels exactly but I have a sense of it. One of my friends died about 3 years ago. While I didn’t know him for a long time, we became close and he was always a good friend to me. So, because of his support, I was always grateful for his presence in my life. But, when he died, it was such a cluster fukk because he was young, on his way back up, and out of the country. Never got to see the body either due to it taking close a month to get his body back stateside. That kind of fukked up my sense of closure. Not to mention, we were partners; musicians with a band. He took the lead while I played support. So imagine your business partner dying, when you business is just getting REALLY good.
I had dreams, talking to him. I felt responsible, even though I wasn’t at all, for what happened and what was going to happen with all we created. So I was already apologizing like I failed, for some reason. I remember him saying it was alright and it didn’t matter. I also carried a lot of weight from his words in my heart because, like I said, he was always supportive and a good friend with good advice. So for sometime, that’s all I could think about; things he’d said to me.
I’m not sure how it feels exactly but I have a sense of it. One of my friends died about 3 years ago. While I didn’t know him for a long time, we became close and he was always a good friend to me. So, because of his support, I was always grateful for his presence in my life. But, when he died, it was such a cluster fukk because he was young, on his way back up, and out of the country. Never got to see the body either due to it taking close a month to get his body back stateside. That kind of fukked up my sense of closure. Not to mention, we were partners; musicians with a band. He took the lead while I played support. So imagine your business partner dying, when you business is just getting REALLY good.
I had dreams, talking to him. I felt responsible, even though I wasn’t at all, for what happened and what was going to happen with all we created. So I was already apologizing like I failed, for some reason. I remember him saying it was alright and it didn’t matter. I also carried a lot of weight from his words in my heart because, like I said, he was always supportive and a good friend with good advice. So for sometime, that’s all I could think about; things he’d said to me.