Colton squeezed the side of my arm comfortingly while I watched as they lowered my father's coffin into the ground. My mother was crying softly into a handkerchief, bidding farewell to the love of her life.
I couldn't stand the sight of it. A part of me hoped for him to magically come alive again, but I knew that it was impossible. I knew I had to go through this one day. It is something that my mother and I expected from the day we got to know that no medicine or treatment could save him.
I thought I would have more time with him, though.
I genuinely believed that I could find proper treatment for him to lengthen his lifeline. I even talked to a few doctors about his state. But I never had the chance to bring him there.
I still had a lot to tell him. I thought I would let him know th
