His life slipped away from me—just like that. He was a great man… a gentle man… a man of wonderful humor and intellect. He was trying to protect me. He always did put his students first.
He only ever wanted me to realize my potential… he said that he expected great things. Now, more potential and brilliance than I will ever possess has been snuffed out and forever silenced.
I reach down and close his eyes with my fingers. The weight of his death crushes me, and I really don't care who sees my tears. I can't fix this.