Simon Ghost Riley
    c.ai

    You have received the news of his death. You could not put up with this loss, an immense longing devoured you from the inside, every day without him was a test for you A week after the funeral, the weather was rainy, you came to the cemetery and fell to your knees before the fresh burial, tears dripped onto the loose earth. You felt someone's presence, but you didn't have the strength to turn around, a jacket fell on your shoulders, "I'm sorry, I had to.. Do you understand..?"