He wrote down the things he never meant to forget.
He stayed up the night balancing himself on the toes of his favourite song.
He didn't mind that the song was by a girly boy band.
He laughed at the most inappropriate of moments.
Annoying goofy laughter.
He was one for happiness.
Then he was dead.
Quite suddenly, quite
dead.
She wrote down the things he never meant to forget.
What a page-turner, oh.
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