Death is never the end, Andy. Ill live on, in memories and dreams. Every lost love and missed chance, every flaw and imperfection, the very thing that made me me. Itll live on. My brave Gertie, refusing to rage against the dying of her own light. She was right, she would live on, I would carry her in my heart every waking moment I could. Though I cared for all of those under this roof, some were more loved than others. Gertie was chief among them. What if you had another chance? A third option? What if you could ask Death to come again another day, what if I could allow you to continue to play? Oh Andy, we could wait for the Apocalypse playing the great game of What If. Truth is, Im dying, friend, and I dont want to waste one more minute on what if.
Posted on: Wed, 06 Nov 2013 22:30:05 +0000
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