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“It was a pleasure breaking up with you.”
“For what it’s worth,” he says when he’s halfway to the door, “I think it would have been good, too.”
An A-plus dad joke. God, I still miss those.
Talking about him was hard, but not talking was worse. So often, I’m trapped between the pain of remembering and the fear of forgetting.
“We don’t have to play tragedy Olympics,” Phil says. “What you went through was terrible. What I went through was terrible. Nothing makes any of it any less terrible.”
Kent.
The thing about losing someone is that it doesn’t happen just once. It happens every time you do something great you wish they could see, every time you’re stuck and you need advice.