Goodbye (Suit)

This feels wrong. 
Everything about this day feels wrong. 
The sky is bright blue with not a cloud in sight.
Aren’t the heavens supposed to weep on days like this?
Why am I the only one crying?
The suit fits uncomfortably on my body as the sun bears down.
The sweat mixes with my tears as the body is lowered in the ground. 
I look around, and I see boredom across the others’ faces.
Why am I the only one who cares?
We all played a role in her death, and I’m the only one who feels guilty. 

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