Yesterday I received a shocking call: my beloved ex was found dead by his father. I know what the poets mean when they said "I crumbled." My body fell to the floor in disbelief. I couldn't get out one credible word to my sister who was standing by watching me dissolve into tears.
Today I got up and did many small, mundane tasks. I am waiting to hear when the funeral will be. I will be there for closure. I must be.
But right now it is all surreal.
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