How am I going to keep pushing on without you?
How can I go on without the one person in this world who loved me for who I am. Who kept my hope and faith alive. The one person who tells me they love me no matter how badly I think I've fucked up. The one person that would always tell me "all I want is for you to be happy."
Grandma, how am I ever going to live without you here?
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