People always tell you that you're supposed to be prepared for anything life throws at you. A lot of the time, you are. You get some sort of a sign or warning that something life changing is about to happen. You get time to prepare for it, and the multiple variations of outcomes that come with these changes.

We weren't prepared for this. I don't know how to be prepared for the rest of it. Time just came in, and decided it had your fate in mind, and it all went by so fast. I took you, and the time I thought we had, for granted. And I feel like that's something I will always regret. But I will always love you. That never has, and never will, change.

RIP <3