Do not tell me that your best friend would not sit at your lunch table for days on end just staring blankly at your old seat wishing that you were there to fill the space with love and laughter. Wishing you could just hug her one last time.
Do not tell me your brother or sister would not break down in the middle of class because somebody started talking about your favourite subject in school. Do not tell me they would not cry everytime they hear something that links to an old memory of you.
Do not tell me your mother would not stare into the mirror with trembling lips wishing she could be bringing you home from the hospital rather than having to escort you away in a casket to the nearest graveyard.
Do not tell me your father would not start working night shifts to distract himself of the silence at home because you’re not up to the ungodly hours of the night talking to your best friend on the phone because you guys are so close.
Do not tell me your boyfriend/girlfriend would not be knocking on the door everyday to ask to go into your room and put on the last hoodie you wore trying to desperately imprint your scent onto their skin so they never forget your smell.
Do not tell me your friends would not stare blankly assembly hall’s wall after the principal has announced your death to the entire school making no sound trying to convince themselves this is just another one of your impractical jokes. Even those people in school who you thought didn’t even notice you.
Do not keep telling me the line of how the stars would still appear and the sun would still come out and the earth will still rotate and the seasons will still change because without you, none of these people will want any of that to happen.
To those who love you, you are the sun and the stars. You are the reason the colours are vivid and the sunsets are beautiful. Please don’t think you are anything other than lovely and valuable.
Do not tell me...