I would say the classic "I'm sorry for your loss", but I know it wouldn't mean much. A few simple words put together can't possibly hold the weight of death. It would also be stupid, I don't know what the loss of a dear one feels like, but I remember the nightmares. Those kinds of nightmares where you wake up crying, and get out of bed, teary eyed, almost bawling your eyes out, but trying not to wake them up. Stumbling around in the dark to open the door, to see if they're still there. The relief you feel when you see their sleeping form, hear their soft breathing. A mere dream isn't the same.
It hurts like hell.
Even if he is the lowest of the low. He is your father. And losing him would feel like the world has ended. Though you're glad that he's gone, you miss him nonetheless. It happened a long time ago, but you still remember.
And it hurts like hell.
We all die someday. Whether it be from Illness, your own hands, or somebody else's, the fact never changes. But we feel. We see. We touch. We hear. We breathe.
All of us feel the loss.
We grew attached, not wanting to let go.
But we have to let go someday. We all die eventually.
But it hurts like hell
Tears apart our minds, and even our bodies.
"You have to stay strong" You tell yourself
But you can't
No one really can
Whether we grew up with them, shared memories with them, or we're even greatly influenced by them,
And It
It weighs heavy on our hearts.
Hurts.
And we can't change that.
Like.
However much we try.
Hell.