He left me. 12:59 AM. The only person I’ve ever loved. Justus Aaron Gunderson. I felt like I was going to die to. My heart pounding. Dropping to my legs and up again. My breathing was shaken. Maybe from crying. Maybe cause I was dying. I wish I was. I could be with him. The night he was buried. I was glued there. Never moved. Never did. Never could. Never will. I’ll see you soon.