Hullo, it's me

You were so brave. Up until the last moment, you fought a battle with a bravado only a true Gryffindor could have mastered. You knew how slim your chances were, you understood your dire diagnosis. And instead of fighting for a miracle, you fought for your peace… And I was so angry with you for that, because I didn’t understand that you weren’t giving up – You saw the crude reality of your situation, and instead of fighting against it, you decided to make the most of it, and decided to go peacefully.And that’s a battle you won.It’s us who lost.It’s me.Oh, shut it, I’m not moping around! I’m just sitting by your side, reminiscing, letting the rain fall on my skin, so that I can’t distinguish my own tears from the rain drops. It’s not the same! I’m not sulking!I’m just… Remembering you. Missing you. Talking to you.