Not an ex boyfriend, my very best friend I lost last year, April 27th, 2013, to cancer in her brain.
She struggled for 2 years, and I thought she was getting better. She had her same sense of humor, understanding, and all around she was herself after she accepted the fact she had cancer and she had to deal with it. A year and a half into it all, I thought she was gonna make a full recovery and survive this mess... Then she started getting worse and her health slowly started declining. I think part of this was because she gained depression... And I think she honestly gave up and just let go..
I remember a year ago today I walked into her hospital room and tripped, and she laughed uncontrollably at me... That day was the last day I saw her alive, as how I was incredibly busy the next few days.
April 27th, I get a call. Her mother, which was odd, she never called me. I answer it and shes in complete tears and I couldn't understand her. So she eventually gives up and tells me to get to her house immediately. I do so, and as soon as I get there, my friends older sister just hugs me and tells me to stay calm, and gives me the bad news. I didn't cry, I sat there silently for a moment, then got up and left without saying anything. I went home and I broke down into actions that fluctuated between a devastated laughter and tears. I don't remember anything until the funeral.
I made sure everyone that went wore bright colors, as my best friend told me a few years back that her funeral better not be depressing. I held that promise true, and made sure people got bright colors. Watching that casket getting closed on her beautiful face is probably the worst thing that ever has and ever will happen.
To this day, I still go to her grave, I change the flowers once a month and I make sure it stays beautiful like she was. The downside, I always think about it, everyday, and it still destroys me.
My friends now, and my boyfriend, they tell me how she's still around and watches over me from above, and I know that, they try so hard to make me feel better about her and I love them for it, but it's not exactly easy to just not think about someone and not break down...
She was there when no one else was, and I would do absolutely anything to see her again.